
BEHOLD, CHILD. I AM CALLED HARMONY
Behold, child. You walk in my castle. Hear now my voice, and know that I am the maker of purpose, and I am called HARMONY.
Yet another nightmare brought on by the fear that she will never fly has led Scootaloo to go onto a midnight stroll. She didn't expect some strange force to guide her towards Princess Twilight's castle. She was a bit surprised when the front doors unlocked and swung open before her. But what Scootaloo could never have predicted was hearing the voice of the higher power that resides in the Tree of Harmony.

2832 words: Estimated 14 minutes to read
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