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     The Story of The Blanks: An Applebloom Adventure      
                  -by Epic Brony 4 Life-                   
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                 Chapter 0 - Introduction                  
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Chapter 0 - Introduction
Greetings wayward traveler,
You seem to have caught me mixing one of my brews.
May name is Zecora the Zebra,
but since your here, this is probably not news.
You need not speak, for I know why you're here.
There is a story I know, and it's one that you must hear.
A story of an ancient town long cursed,
and though it may sound quite rehearsed
I can assure you, my dear pony
that this story is not a phony,
and to ignore it is to invite the worst.
Before I can begin my tale, though
there are some things that you should know.
Let us begin with the Everfree Forest,
as this is the story's main setting.
A place both dark and dangerous,
it's not something you'll soon be forgetting.
A place where, nature runs wild
many have seen it as beguiled,
But it is often best to stay away,
lest you become a hungry monster's prey.
And when I say monsters
I don't mean just hydras, cockatrice, or the occasional manticore
because in these woods, there is always much, much more.
For in the midst of the vast Everfree,
if you walk long enough you will see
the odd little city of Sunny Town
where everyone is happy, and no one wears a frown.
However, as with all its love and cheer
Sunny Town is a place that all should fear.
Although the ponies there are kind by day,
but during the night, you'd be in for a fright
so it's best to stay far, far away.
For cursed is the city of Sunny Town,
for sins long passed, but no less profound,
to walk the forest of Everfree,
as soulless ghouls for all eternity.
Driven by anger and centuries of spite
the denizens of Sunny Town spill out into the night
to hunt and kill those who bare a cutie mark
and to fill those without with their evil spark.
Beware there touch at night
lest you join there ranks.
To become forever a walking corpse
to become one of the Blanked.
This is the tale one such pony
who, by there hands, met her doom,
a sweet young mare, who lived without care
the little filly by the name of Applebloom.