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The 63rd Rune - Chapter 3The 63rd Rune - Chapter 3 by Alexstrazse
Chapter 3: Thank You For The Gift, Princess
Dusk Shine was backed into a corner, surrounded by five ponies who used to be his friends. Their faces were contorted in anger as they shouted at him.
"I'll never forgive you for this!" One yelled, nearly striking Dusk with his hoof. He tried to apologize, but they just wouldn't listen! They were closing in on him now, preparing to wreak vengeance on the frightened unicorn. Before they struck, the pink one spoke.
"Dusk! Breakfast is ready!"
Dusk Shine awoke with a jolt. He opened his eyes, wincing as they adjusted to the sunlight, and let out a breath of relief - only a nightmare.
"I'll get it in a moment..." he groggily said, standing up. Dusk shook his mane out and walked to where Bubble Berry was serving breakfast. He had prepared a decent spread of berries, hay, and oats for the group to enjoy, and was happily handing it out to them.
"Thanks a bunch, sugarcube," Applejack said, grabbing a bowl full of food.
"Don't mention it
The 63rd Rune - Chapter 2The 63rd Rune - Chapter 2 by Alexstrazse
Chapter 2: Why Are You Calling Me Dusk?
The sky blue stallion touched down on a cloud ledge floating above Ponyville. In front of him was a large fluffy mansion. To some, it was a large structure in the sky, far more architecturally detailed than most buildings. To Rainbow Blitz, it was just a place to crash - sometimes literally. On this day, however, he wasn’t there to lounge around or sleep - he needed to pack his things and leave. The trip to Canterlot would be long, difficult, and not have nearly enough nap time. It would all be worth it in the end, since as much as he was enjoying the attention because of his new masculine body, Blitz wanted to be Dash again.
He entered the sky manor, surveying his surroundings. Even now, he noticed changes with his house. The living room was slightly messier than he was comfortable with. Empty food packaging littered the coffee table, while magazines laid casually on the floor. Blitz picked one up, looked at the page it was on, the