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I.His name was Copper Tune. He was a unicorn pony. This was his first meeting. This was her fourth. There was a lot that could be said of Copper. That his coat—copper like his name—looked remarkably soft, almost as if inviting you to touch it. Or that his mane, a pretty olive green, should look wrong, like rust, but somehow fit him perfectly. Or that his cutie mark—a pink harpsichord—looked just a little out of place in that red sea. But what struck her, as he introduced himself,…- 7.5 K • Ongoing
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