Fallout Equestria: Begin Again

by the runaway

BOOK II: EXODUS

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   BOOK II: EXODUS

|*|                                     Mind you, they got it right about the dawn                                       |*|The part where each tribe moved their pawn.Those three thrones: all crowns, no KingsDeparted from their empty springsWhile that darling little season summerLed them like a marching drummerAs the call of autumn filled their sails,Winter danced, and pulled their tails.

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