Years passed. Mira grew into the kind of adult who remembers precisely where she left a thing because she can imagine where else in the world it might have needed to be. She never told the whole truth—miracles, she decided, were better left half-understood. But when she was old and the moss on the Top had braided thicker, children still came to sit upon the ridge, to feel the wind tangle their hair.
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Twilight felt a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. “Fluttershy, this isn’t kindness. This is a cage.” Years passed
: You'll often see this term in update logs or "upd" versions of the game where new outfits are added. But when she was old and the moss
