A mare lay on her back on a literally rolling purple hill. Her mane was arranged into needle-sharp spikes, some piercing through her ears. Her wings were on backwards, but she didn't mind because she wasn't using them at the moment. She watched giant edible storms drift by and glowered.
"I love clouds," she whispered, but didn't quite believe herself.
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Whaaaaat???
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Poor clouds.
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Intriguing, but without much to characterize CK I don't think it has much impact.