Epologue

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     A tall, dark haired woman walked through the doors of the palace like she owned the place, which, to be fair she did. She fixed her hair and brushed off her clothes, placing her sword on the table beside a large golden throne which she then sat on.

     "Welcome back, your highness... the girls have been waiting patiently, you do owe them a story.." a man smiled sweetly as he walked in. He was immediately followed by two giggling little girls.

     "Mommy, Mommy, tell us the one about the dragon that ate people," a brown haired girl begged.

    "Or the ogre that lives in the swamp with the donkey.." a little blonde haired girl said.

     "No Ashie, that story's terrible..."

      "It's better than your basic Betty of a dragon, Steph.."

    The queen watched for a moment as her girls argued. She sighed and smiled to the man as he left. "Okay, so who wants to hear the story about how our kingdom was created? Or- newly created, rather..."

     "Ooh, that one's exiting!" The girl called Ashie chirped, clapping.

     "I mean, sure.." the other girl shrugged.

     The queen looked to a canine like creature, except it looked like it was roughly sewn together fabric. The creature poked its head up, showing a small stitch across its chest. The queen smiled and looked at the girls again. She cleared her throat, "Once upon a time lived a girl in a different dimension, she had a much different lifestyle than us, however, but she was a crystalblood... just like you and be

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