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                     Missing In Action                     
                       -by Zeydarxx-                       
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             A note from the field (prologue)              
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A note from the field (prologue)
To the desk of Commander Celestia.
Day #13
I've been on the front line for a mere thirteen days and I have hated every second. By the time you read this, I'll most likely be dead. They're coming for me. They're targeting the unicorns - trying to take out most of our magic. Their There are very few members our unit left. As most of us were unicorns, we were mown down first. The worst part by far is having no choice but to use your fallen allies as cover. Just seeing the looks of pain on their faces, their cold bodies against yours... I'm currently hiding in a small hole caused by a shell impact. There were three of us here; we're all still here, but it's just me alive. I'm surrounded. Enemies literally feet away from me - if I try to retreat I'll be shot straight away. The mixture of gunfire, grenades and magical blasts is getting too much. Corpses are surrondi surrounding me, and the only thing keeping me alive. I guess it's quite ironic, really.  I'm being kept alive by the dead. The Shadows are advancing so I don't have much longer.
General Pie is dead. She was trying to cheer up the troops when she was hit by a combusting spell. Splaatered everywhere.
A lot of others were abushed - some Shadow unicorns are using magic far more advanced than ours: invisibility spells, teleportation spells, even evaporation spells. I can no longer fight with my own magic - my horn has been broken and one of my wings has snapped.
I can hear hoofsteps.  Whoever finds this, please, give it to Commander Celestia. Commander, if you read this, please tell my brother and Dash that I love them. Find the other generals and tell them I'm sorry. And you, princess, thank you for everything. Thank you.
General T. Sparkle.