
Dark was the night (cold was the ground)
Death is cold to the living but warm to the corpse
Twas a stormy night when I; Milo Blackwood rode into a small town by the name of Ponyville. I am apart of a ship, well more accurately I am one of the band members on the ship called The Widow's Bane we set sail bout' a month ago, landing in the port town in Equestria. These are me stories about some of the lore in this strange land, there be love, loss, deception, murder, and life a'ter death.
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