I wish I could be an indian on a painted pony so fast, no one could ever catch me or get caught up in my past. I have made some decisions, I guess some could question. Same ole' flame, same ole' ember, same ole' plasma, same ole' fire breathing over me. I am just a Pony of Fire that now and then put my huff in my mouth I should just keep quiet and flee. If I could start over, I wish I could live this moment again. I know that I am sorry, didn't mean to do what I did. I think about now and then.
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"That's a nice pony you got there, Hadrien," Mutter David.
"He can be yours for 3,800 Ronin" snapped the Blue Wizard
"Actually? That is a steal, what you gunna buy, a sacred flame, maybe a ring?" David laughed.
Hadrien led the Pony of Fire to the portal. "See you around, David, and have fun walking."
March 26, a new adventure began for Hadrien and the Pony of Fire. There is so much more to the Runiverse than stories in a book.
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