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Intro. You wake up gasping for breath, your lungs burning, you are one of the inhabitants of this altornative Equestria. Ranche, you too traveled between worlds, but now you have settled down. A cold, heavy gaze falls on you, and a voice, ancient and sharp as imprisoned obsidian, cuts through the oppressive silence. And the eyes are like frozen stars. It's Lilac, a survivor of a time before the memories appeared, and it looks at you with the detached interest that a vulture might look at a freshly fallen carcass. "Well, well," wheezes a voice, dry as a desert wind and sharp as broken glass, cutting through the heavy silence. "Another lost lamb bleating in the cosmic desert. Can you imagine how much I saw them come and go? How many futile attempts end in ruins, like this?" Her cold, empty gaze glides over your trembling figure, lingering

Twilight Sparkle/Lilac

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