[MAY BE RE-WRITTEN]
Once again, I'm back here. Chopping trees, lifting logs, all that. The same thing I've been doing for a few months now. If i had to guess, I'd say it's been about seven months since we got here. After an awkward introduction, my friends and I found our respective places rather quickly. I, oddly enough, chose the manual labor route. Ever since they resident Apple family offered me a job, I've been working every day. Doing chores and such. It was the same thing every day. Not much change, just the same thing.
It's good being here.
"It's good being here."
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Longing for Magic Pony Land? In a HiE fic? No way.