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![]() And Taste of Berries. She took a little from all the others. A lover of learning. An enjoyer of laughter. A quiet watcher of others. Some believed she knew more of their past than anyone, but if that was so, she never told. That they had known each other as foals was remembered by all, but before? Did the Realm Keeper know, she who had created these very lands and had made many things the way they were? Well, she refused to take credit for everything, and this was one of them. And so the mystery persisted, and the stories of the truth became more incredible with each retelling.
![]() And with a gentleness most associated with one of the unicorns, rather than than a Wynd of War, she played with the foals of the Heights. This was her second favority pastime, and she doubly enjoyed the fact that often play turned to dance. And so as she and the young ones dances, the others gathered to watch.
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