I enlisted into the royal guard as soon as I was old enough to do so. I was taught to follow orders, and obey without question. I was a good soldier, and I fought in my fair share of battles, some truly horrific in scope. I saw those around me die, ponies I cared about, but I knew that they had signed up, knowing that death was a reality in the armed forces. Some aren't as fortunate to get that choice. They're caught in the middle sometimes, and theres nothing I , or anypony around me can do about it. We just follow the orders we're given. But there comes a point in everyone's lives where you reach a moral boundary; a line. The question is, do you dare cross it?

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