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In the dim corners cast by Moon's light, |
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you see a gathering of patrons stand in a huddle |
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Their desires are set on the wares of a lone pony amongst them, |
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holding an auction for the rarest of magical artefacts |
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—no questions asked |
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You watch through a façade of indifference: |
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to you, this is life under Luna's silvery watch |
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- |
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Dangerous, it may seem, |
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but danger is all you've known |
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And familiar faces fill your vision |
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as you step up to claim what is rightfully yours |
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A wordless nod, and all are silent |
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For they know that what you want you get |
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And as the gavel falls |
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You retreat |
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Perhaps this will be all you need; |
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you can flip this, certainly, |
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but... for how much? |
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Enough to see your foals smile tomorrow? |
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Enough for them to eat? |
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You don't have much time to revel in your victory as suddenly, one by one, |
| [03:02.606] |
masked ponies reveal themselves from the impenetrable shadows of the crammed alleyway |
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You are surrounded |
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—but Celestia be damned if they're stopping you this night, |
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or any night after |
