And the Music Carried On

by Broseph_Stalin

Prologue: Ceremony

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Cadance winced at the sound, her breath catching in her throat as tears sprang up and ran from the corners of her eyes.

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Again, the scalding bolts of magic reached up straight into the air, fizzling out and washing away into the expanse of the cerulean sky. At least the pegasi had been merciful enough to make this day clear, of all days.

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The tear fell, and she could almost hear it patter on the grass in the silence between each shot that the honor guard fired.

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Cadance closed her eyes and tried not to focus on where she was. She wanted to be happy right now. There wasn't a modicum of anything happy here.

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Must.. not... be here...

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[Stanislas]

Crack? What are they?