
Alone
I have a job to do, and it doesn't involve a bunch of technicolor ponies spilling out of a hole in the fabric of reality.
I have a simple job. Well, not necessarily simple, but easy. Well, not necessarily easy, but short. Well, not necessarily short, but…
I have a job.
I won't bore you with the technicalities, just know that it's rather important. It involves a lot of studying, too. And, at times, it gets rather lonely. But I don't think about that much, I just do my job.
And yes, studying is a big portion of my work, but what can a bunch of Technicolor, talking ponies who spilled out of a hole in the fabric of reality teach me?
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