The Lorekeepers know stories that many of the camels have forgotten. They hoard and keep all of the knowledge that they have learned themselves. I never understood why they keep all this to themselves. They’re the guardians of the caverns of knowledge the cavern where we got our curse they’re the only ones that wish to talk about it. This cavern is so hard to find that only camels remember how to get to it. If an outsider follows us they vanish and the lore keepers use drugs and brainwashing to force those outsiders to forget. I wish this wasn’t the truth but in the name of our Queen Luna. This has been so even before we made her our Queen.

Written by The Founder of the Keepers.

I am what most call the leader or elder of the Lorekeepers. Being a female and one of the oldest of the lore keepers. I can’t do battle like the young can. Even though I have trained all of my life even with my old age I can still fight. When I walk into the library that the Hippogriffs gave us before the meeting I come in at an argument.

“Con’t allow tha to knw it.”

A female camel yells in a strange cockney accent. The others look at each other and they try to look at a book at what the heck she is saying.

“I em spaking yon fools.”

The camel snorts angrily that every time she speaks she just goes back to being silent. I know this camel well she is normally a trainer of potion-making. She has come from a land called Wymarnic and learned knowledge from there many years ago.

“Oh bugger this is getting us nowhere. Lads and lassies. We can’t just allow them to know how we started!!”

A male camel speaks out stomping his hoof. I turn my head to look at the camel. Many of them have come from outside of the desert since. We are nomadic and try everything to learn new knowledge to write it down and then hoard it.

Before more could speak. A guard yells out the words.

“samt shaykhina huna.”

A smile forms along my face ah our tongue our words. The camels go silent as another camel while I walk following behind me is a male softly speaking the words.

“'awh 'iinaha tamshi fi hadhih al'ard almuqadasat 'akram 'iilhatiha”

When I finally get to them I turn my head to the male and he stops the words and backs up quickly. I am tired of the fact we barely speak like we all do these days. It’s gotten to the point that it’s hard to remember the words at all.

“I know what this argument is about.”

I shift and all the golden trinkets and bags of powders flop around with me. My heavy robe slides along the dusty floor. Since it’s been years since anyone has walked in these halls of knowledge. I turn my head to my friends my family and my heavy earrings of diamonds and gold hang heavy down my ears.

“There will be a time that we will have to tell them. Tell them how the curse first come of us knowing the past and remembering. Every camel knows this but outsiders need to learn as well. We are desert dwellers and we agreed to share knowledge years ago.”

The other camels start arguing the arguing overlapping and I just sit there watching my friends and family losing their heads and the voices overlap so much.

“We can’t do it!!” One yells.

“We can’t allow the outsiders to know!!” The second screams.

Closing my eyes I let them argue and remember the words that Luna told my ancestor years ago before the war started. I wish I could forget most of the history of my family. It hasn’t been pretty and how we have treated outsiders.

“Sooner or later LoreKeeper you will have to bring to light the truth of your genetic memory. You can’t keep it secret. There will be a time that you will have to tell those you trust my friend. So please don’t keep it to yourself any longer.”

I open my eyes the argument getting even more heated and I stomp my paw on the table the argument stops and they all turn to look at me while I stand from the table and look at them and unsure what to say.

“We have to tell them the truth. Many have been asking me how I remember the memories of my parents and their parents and all those parents that came before me. We won’t go too deep into it just that we need to give them something. Of why our kind goes there every year to honor those that came before us.”

This could get me killed by the elders. But they never come together anymore to talk about camel issues. They haven’t been seen for many years and they’re in hiding and have been for many many years.

I turn to the writer of the lore surrounded by many of the books. Since we rewrite them many times over the years. I asked her to bring along many of the first books of our lives. I go to the books and look through them. I find the one I am looking for and looking for the ink-stained female.

“Ink-well would you have an issue with me telling non-camels our history?”

The stained brown camel looks up from the books she set down the quill from her mouth and just stares at me with the old glasses that allow her to see words closer. I never understood how they see those.

“Many never ask me what I think. I am just a simple writer of lore. But if you want what I think.”

She lifts the glasses onto her head and thinks closing her eyes. I could swear I hear the wheels turning in her brain. I am unsure if she would say anything before the meeting starts. She opens her eyes and opens one of the books.

“I remember the words of Plando. The idea of the stars is that they are judging us for our sins. For we the camels have all sinned. We lie we cheat we tell the others of the world that we are just simple. For we are simple like the ponies. The ponies have the power they have kingdoms we are nomadic. They take slaves we take those that wish to learn. They kill they murder they steal. We do the same in our way. We steal wisdom we steal lives. Our sins may never become the pony’s sins.”

She took a deep breath thinking of how to end this.

“I feel what he is saying. If we don’t tell the others about this alliance we fail like the ponies. They never really shared power or friendship. When they did they expected the world to follow how they saw it. When they forced friendship it wasn’t at gunpoint at first. It was with kindness that a school indoctrinated it into the children. Then by force with guns. I feel it may not be that much of a sin if we don’t. But wouldn’t we start becoming them if we don’t?”

I turn my head to the others and smirk. They all look at each other. I agree with Ink-well she is correct. It may not be in that many words. But if we don’t tell the alliance a little bit of something so they can trust us. We need to have that trust so they know we won’t turn on them. Many of our kind have been joining the Storm King because of the wisdom he shares and the idea of progress.

It’s been many years since camels fought each other in a war like this. I am not looking forward to seeing this happen again. The last time it happened so much knowledge and history were taken from us. That is why the Lorekeepers were formed because of that. Just war happens the only way to keep the knowledge is to make those that wish to keep it.
I heard a horn blow to sound that the meeting is ready. The others follow behind me carrying the lore books that we brought with us. I didn’t know what to think of everything. Looking at the walls of all the history that went on here. I wish I could pay more to that history. When we get into the meeting room. I look at all the seats filled with creatures I haven’t ever seen before. There are some camels here for Pinda.

A lot of these creatures aren’t even part of the desert dwellers’ alliance. I sit with the others in empty chairs and listen to the stories. I listen to Emerald talking about her mother the first queen of the naga and how her mother and old species died from a sickness. She explained that Grogar placed a fail-safe in them. But from the sounds of it, he didn’t foresee them evolving beyond that fail-safe.

Then the next is Verde the leader of the Ferrum. The story seems to be not much but then when it got the queen of the tunnelers oh the poor creature. I am starting to understand the stories that DJ mixer explained when Ruby told her about so much of what happened on that island. I stood up from my chair since I was next. I walk to the podium and look at Beezen he smiles. I remember him from old books. A creature of evil but it seems his evil days are long gone.

“Greetings everyone. I am Book-master Maerifa. I want you to understand what I am about to share with you is nothing an outsider has ever been told. I will be going deep into the story of what gave us the genetic memory.”

I open the book to the first page sighing deeply.

“Long before the reign of Princess Luna and Princess Celestia. This land Widowmaker desert was once called Hope jungle. It got the name from how quickly some fruits grew on the branches of the trees. It all started one peaceful night.”

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The history of the camels.

That one peaceful night an elder of our species is known as the wise one. Stood watching what he thought to be his flock. In the sky, a strange flame fell from the very dark sky of stars. The fire crashes not too far from us as I watch with my old eyes as the fire creature smashes right into the ground.

I lift my paw to keep my flock from going too crazy. I lift my paw one more time and only two warriors follow close behind me. When we get to the crash sight in the crater below. A smoking cube sits right in the smoking dirt. I lift my paw to stop them.

“Let me.”

When I get down to the cube it quickly opens up.
“Knowledge!!!”

The cube whispers. I get hit by a flash and I am in a realm of pure darkness.

“What are you? What do you want?”

I couldn’t see anything. I kept looking around and another camel stood infront of me wearing strange rags. He walks toward me and stares at me.

“Again my question who are you? What do you want?”

I didn’t know how to answer this creature in the darkness. I tried to think of what to say to this creature. But I had to ask my question first.

“First before I answer your question. I shall give you a question. Whatever you are. You fell out of the sky and then a strange light hit me when I came close to a cube.”

The creature stares at me and looks away sighing. He seems to be trying to understand what happened to him stroking his head.

“Then my mission failed.”

I wanted to try to get more questions but I am sure I have to answer the question he had for me. It’s not going to be easy for me to understand everything. For now, I better answer that question.

“I am known as the wise one. What do you mean your mission has failed?”

The creature stares back at me. He looks like a camel I doubt he is a camel and he smiles at me.

“That answer is something you will not enjoy hearing. There are words so it begins it has begun but when has it begun? Surprise surprise for the future of course. When you see me what do you see fully?”

I was confused.

“Yes, when I see you you’re a camel.”

The creature just sighs looking away from me. Then back to me with a weak smile forming on his face. I feel whatever is going on that I am not going to like what is happening. Taking a deep breath unsure what to think.

“I have a request for you. Since I doubt my creators will ever look for me again. I would like you to place the cube in a private spot. I will offer knowledge to those that need it. I am sure you wouldn’t mind learning a lifetime of knowledge.”

A lifetime of knowledge? My kind may live over 200 years and sometimes even longer with how we take care of ourselves. But how can we have a lifetime of knowledge? We haven’t started writing down our history. Never thought of that idea.

“What do you mean a lifetime of knowledge? My kind lives at least 200 years but we never cared about our history.”

The camel stares at me he shakes his head. He shifts in the darkness and then comes closer to me. I back up I feel my butt getting sucked into the darkness like something was holding me there. I grunt trying to move.

“Knowledge is the way of my creators. They wish to give knowledge to growing species of younger races. You need to understand my mission. My mission is to nurture younger species and give them what they need to survive.”

The camel came closer to me he had a mission to give me knowledge. The knowledge that I am sure I wouldn’t remember. I close my eyes feeling the paw touch my head and I scream loud in my mind feeling my brain burning from so much. What I see is amazing. I see a strange limb reaching out of the sun. Grabbing what looks like the stars. I see strange black objects flying in a blue sky.

I see death I see explosions wonderers explosions in the sky. I see a creature with wings flying in the darkness and then I see nothing I open my eyes. So much going through my head. I woke up outside of the darkness groaning deeply. I feel a great deal of knowledge that went through my brain. Looking at the cube it’s now just a normal cube. I grunt standing up and looking at the guards. They look like they have been through the same.

“We better find a place for this object.”

I grunt stroking my head. All this going through my head and I don’t know what to think. All I keep hearing is knowledge. Seek knowledge and bring knowledge. I grunt more as the guards lift the cube. I feel like my head is pounding and my brain throbbing from everything going through my head.

We walk to an old cavern that we use to normally rest. This cavern’s huge and right near a set of water. We place the cube when we set the cube down. A strange fluid flows down the rocks. I doubt there is a way we can stop this it goes into the water and mixes with it. The water stays normal and clear. I taste the water the taste is the same. I stroke my head from the pain.

I sat in my chambers in the cavern. So much of the knowledge goes through my head grunting more. It’s been a year since what happened. My guards and I haven’t had a good night’s sleep it’s been a year since it all happened and nothing has changed. I hear the door open but when the door opens I see no one coming in. I look back down at a page I have been writing in. I have been wanting to write down what I have seen.

“So you do know that nothing will last forever for your species. So I gave you a gift.”

I look up at the voice seeing no one again. I look around trying to find who spoke to me and I see nothing. I hear something sitting in a seat and the wood groaning from the weight. I turn seeing nothing in the chair.

“What gift?”

I finally turn and see the creature again. That looks so much like one of my races. But his eyes don’t have the look. His eyes are full of more wisdom than I ever would have. I fall into my seat again staring at this creature.

“Your kind will live long. But their ideas their memories their deeds will be forgotten. I gave you a gift, not just knowledge. But tell everyone in your species every tribe of your species to drink that water. My gift to you is endless knowledge. To learn to understand the idea you will be immortal without the ability to live forever.”

I held my head with my two paws. I groan so much in my head too much. I can’t handle it at all. My guards have been going crazy from the pain. I open my eyes again and the creature is right in my face. We stare right at each other and I finally see into his eyes.

“You won’t tell me what this gift is. I can tell that from looking into your eyes. Just from how you’re acting it’s not going to even work for me. I am beyond my years and I haven’t had a mate since mine died ten years ago.”

I close my eyes again tightly and grunt opening them and the creature has finally vanished. I think he knows I finally got the message. I look at a blank piece of paper and write on it. ‘To all tribes. It’s time for us to have a meeting with all of us. I wish to show you an object that fell from the sky. We will celebrate this find by drinking our water. It shall be a party and we shall sing.’

I call one of my guards and I gave him the scroll he opens it to read it himself and he nods. I am writing this after my guards sent that scroll. The knowledge has become so much in their heads. That they vanished or just left soon after. I think what they saw bothered them beyond their control

Months later. Things have been going smoothly after the scroll was sent it took months to get all the tribes together. Every single tribe together and all of them stood there waiting for me to speak. Many are out there wondering what I am doing. I haven’t seen the creature but the bodies of my guards have been found. We don’t know why they killed themselves. I look up from my writing hearing the door opening.

“Wise-one all the tribes are here. They wish to see this thing you found. Also, I am sorry for your guards my dear friend.”

I smile at the young female camel. She is the one that is going to take over when I die. But from how I feel this is the last time I may see her. I haven’t been feeling the greatest since I have been infront of that cube. Ever since that day I have been getting weaker feeling like I am close. Close to death. The young camel closes the door back up and I grunt feeling my body in so much pain.

“You’re getting closer my friend. I am sorry for the side effects of knowledge. I am sorry about your guards. They couldn’t handle it and I am sorry.”

Grunting and I put my paw in a brace that helped me walk around. Ever since this happen my body has been having many issues. Joints not working correctly and much more pain. I haven’t heard of this happening at all with any other of my species. Maybe it does just not as much.

“Will you leave me alone after I do this?”

I turn my head to look at the creature. I didn’t like the fact I have this knowledge. I have been looking through it and keep seeing that limb taking the universe and playing with it. Then those strange shadowy objects. So much death so much dead stars fighting each other from the looks of it. The creature sighs and looks back at me.

“That is something I can’t do. You’re stuck with me till the end. You have to understand this was my mission. My mission was to nurture the younger races. I had to show you something knowledge is power but knowledge is also death.”

My ears pin to the back of my head. I didn’t like what he just said. I took a deep breath and walk out standing infront of the cube and the water. I lift my good paw sending camels to pour water into the cups of the other gathered there are so many tribes. I had to make a lie for this cube. I wish I could speak the truth. But If I told the truth it wouldn’t be a wise idea.

“My friends of all tribes. I give you the creation of the stars. The stars themselves have blessed us. They bless us with knowledge. The knowledge that will learn for ourselves. Drink in this knowledge, my friends. Be marry and be happy for what has come.”

Everyone drinks the water. I drink it as well. From what I have been told. The effects will take effect in the next generation of whatever this gift is. I sit in a chair watching everyone cheer and dance. I even watched some do things that would make a younger me blush. The fact that some are mating in public is not new.
“You’re normally not one for parties or meetings-wise one.”

I turn my head to look at the old female elder. The two of us haven’t ever had children and she is still able to. I am not I am older than she is. I took a deep breath unsure what to think. I lied to my species I can’t tell her at all.

“I felt this time might be best to at least have some parties. Also a meeting of our species. I know I am not long for this world. So I felt maybe getting all the tribes I could together and then we can all remember each other.”

Sand giggles. I look over the elder female. A lot of us elders grew up together. I grew up with Sand and fell in love with her so long ago. We both side away as we all drink the water and the party and meeting get more and more lively. As the two old ones stay away from it.

“How did you find this thing Keeper?”

She said my name and it’s been years since I heard my real name instead of just a wise one. I keep forgetting I was called Keeper. Since I got named keeper for keeping the caverns from getting too messy and protecting them.

“Like I said it fell out of the sky. I know it’s just a simple cube. But you can still get much knowledge from something that is just a simple item. Just a simple item that is just here to be looked at.”

Sand knew I was lying. She leans back in her chair. Drinking from the water. Her brown eyes stare right at me. I could tell she wasn’t happy that I was lying. She lifts her paw and I follow her to my chambers. She closes the door after I get inside.

“Keeper we grew up together. I know when you are lying. So before I just stare at you for hours like I used to. So now tell me will you please tell me the truth?”

I want to tell her the truth but I am not sure I can. So I will try to do something to counter this. I have been wanting to tell her how I felt for years. I know her old mate is dead as well. So I try to be charming.

“Oh, Sand have I ever told you how much I love you?”

Sand just stares at me. She rolls her eyes and looks away from me and comes up to me slapping me across the face hard.

“How dare you Keeper you know how I feel about you. You know I love you as well but don’t lie to me please tell me the truth. Just please tell me the truth you used to be able to tell me everything. Please don’t lie to me.”
I close my eyes rubbing the cheek she slapped. I had no idea how to tell her this. I shift on my footing and look around trying to find a way out of this. But there is no way I can get out of this. My breathing quickens as I try to find a way out of this. There is no way I can and I lower my head blowing out a great amount of hot air.

“You may not like what I have to say, Sand. That cube crashed down from the sky yes. But there is a creature that came out of it into my brain along with my two guards. He said that he is the bringer of knowledge. I did what he asked to put the cube on a stone. After I did it released a fluid, not a poison but something that will allow us to have a lifetime of knowledge.”

Sand stares at me her mouth agape. Her eyes went wide in fear of the water she had just drunk. Her face turns from surprise and horror to anger. She stands on her paws and paces around growling deeply.

“Keeper how could you?! We can live almost 200 years. Why would anyone want to give us this ability to understand knowledge?!”

She took a deep breath foaming a bit at the mouth from her rage. She then sits on her ass holding her paws over her eyes and snorting angrily. I had to try to comfort her but I had no idea how.

“This creature speaks to me. This creature and knowledge is the reason why my guards ended their lives. It’s just so much I wish I could show you what I have seen Sand. I wish I could show you the universe and the battles I have seen. The darkness the wisdom I have seen. But it also messed up my body.”

Sand stood back up. She looks to the door like she wants to leave. She snorts again looking back at me. Her gentle eyes filling with tears. I wish I could stop her but I can’t. Then she wraps her forelegs around my neck hugging me tightly. I was surprised at this. I didn’t do anything but just allowed her to hold me like this. The party outside still going as I look at the shadows of every camel drinking the water and cheering.

“I am unsure what to think of this myself Sand. I wish it wouldn’t have been me. Just I guess it was fate. All I can think of is you and I getting together and well having a little one. I know our bodies won’t do too well. Are you willing to become my wife and we can accept our fates?”

In truth, I didn’t expect this to happen but the two of us got married and then a bundle of joy came from Sand. Of course, her body was so old that giving birth didn’t do well for her. I watch as she holds the little male. I named him Lore. She holds him tightly as she slowly drifts away to death. It seems when we are 150 or so years old our bodies can no longer handle this.

I did my best to raise the little one. On my own and the little Lore is a mix of tribes. My tribe is known as the elder tribe. Our tribe is normally the leader. Then the one that Sand is part of is the Sand walkers.

Many years later I am laying on my death bed. I didn’t know what to think I lay there with doctors and many trying to keep me alive. While my son Lore comes to me and holds my paw with his paws and I stare at him.

“I am sorry…” I softly spoke to him.

We learned that the water gave us a genetic memory. when Lore was young. He said he could hear the memories and see them of me and Sand. He told me that his mother loved me. But she also had a great hate for what we did. She hated that we have no idea what this water would do.

“I know you didn’t wish this to happen. I have a request before you pass away. That I create a tribe of camels from various tribes called the Lore-Keepers. Named after you and me father. We will write the secrets.”

I nod and the doctors leave as they know they can’t do anything anymore. Lore left as well he waves by to me as I feel my body slowly starting to die. I feel my heart slowly beating. Will I finally see those in the afterlife? I open my eyes to see the creature and he holds my old paw smiling down at me.

“Hello, old friend.”

A weak smile forms on my face as the creature strokes my paw. I have been seeing him closer and closer to my death. He has been telling me when the time comes. I will be going with him somewhere and that somewhere is not something he would tell me.

“I am sorry for what I have done to your species Keeper. You did a wonderful thing and many years from now the water will go inert. This gift I gave you will spread through breeding. So no outsider will ever be able to have this ability.”

I am sure of course if we start breeding out of our species they may have this gift as well. To some, it may be a curse that we can’t remove ourselves from. This curse or gift will be hard for many of us to understand.

“I am ready for whatever you wish to take me.”

A strange bright light shines.

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New writer
The light shines outside of my father’s room. I quickly stand and open the door not even seeing my father. I quickly look around for my father and looked down at the pages that he wrote in. I start reading them. Looking through what he wrote I finally understand what he has been going through.

I went out of my father’s room and to the main hall that held the cube. I hit one of our drums and get the others to stop what they’re doing and turn to look at me. I stood there sighing not sure what to say my father would say be a leader. I stood there standing tall.

“My father is dead. We took him out into the back and burned his body. I have something to say about this tribe. We will be called the Lore-keepers named after me and him. We will keep all the lore of our species. But all the lore we learn and write. We can’t tell the other tribes for most of it.”

Not many argued about this. I explained to them what happen and showed them my father’s writing. The book goes from many writers on the history of what is going on. I didn’t know what to think and many years later we started building our cavern of history. We bring in as much wood as we can. I stay in the library most of my days getting married to another in my tribe. We both work on our duty.

“The days have gone from good to worse mostly. We are outsiders to our species now. I write so those who read this now will understand why many of the tribes treat us as outsiders and part of just the background now. We still get others that wish to breed into our tribe. But other than that we are just forgotten about most of the time. “

I took a deep breath looking up from my writing it was pretty empty and dark as the others went to bed. I shift on my paws and head to the cube and look at the cube putting my paw on it and stroking it. It’s amazing to me that such a small thing is able to cause so many problems.

“To the future please don’t forget these words I will be writing to you. Don’t allow something like this to ruin our kind or the family connection. We need to allow a family to show us the path. As my father doomed us to this curse. We still can’t allow ourselves to end this way. Our family shall always be there. “

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The alliance meeting.

“The future is more than we know more than we write. It is time for us to remember that we can’t allow this to end us. To the future of our species. Again we are sorry for the curse my father gave us. But don’t fret my friends we have become stronger in this. Even though I am sure someday it will be used to harm us. Maybe someday we will learn through the history of ourselves that we can’t harm others.”

I close the book look up at everyone and take a deep breath and move away from the podium. I took a deep breath and the princess taking over for the queen comes down from the stands and looks at everyone.

“I think we need a few hours of recess before we start again. So everyone please mingle among yourself. I need to take a bit of a nap from all this.” She turns to me and puts her claw on my shoulder nodding to me.

“Thank you. Princess Sea-shell.”

Orange and half-blue hippogriff smiles.

“In six hours we will start again. Please talk among yourselves and help outside with taking care of the ghouls if you can please. We still don’t know why we have ghouls here. But I am guessing it’s from the attacks the zebras and the ponies did at the same time.”

The princess turns with Rassie and Silver wing following her to her chambers. I have a feeling they’re going to be talking about all this. It’s something that I am worried about myself. I walk into the halls watching the heroes as I close my eyes tightly thinking of my father.

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The eyes of Beezen.

I put the pen in my pocket to let him rest and stand up and I head out into the halls. I see Cranberry talking to the camel that was just speaking and she put her paw on Cranberries’s shoulder and smiles. The camel leaves and Cranberry turns to look at me. I walk to her and take off my hood.

“Greeting Cranberry I am Beezen the judge that Ruby thought she killed. I need to speak to you please come with me.”

I walk into a room that hasn’t been used in years and Cranberry followed me Gem behind her Gem closes the door and the dragon folds her arms staring at me. I knew if I tried to harm Cranberry I would be dead again.

“I am not here to cause a problem, ladies. I am here to just speak to Cranberry so please allow me to express what I have to say.”

Cranberry sits on her haunches and stares at me her eyes so tired. I could tell that just sitting by her friends makes it hard for her not to lose it with them. I see that the magic of friendship is not even going to be around in them for a long time.

“Say your peace judge.” The mare spoke in such a tired voice.
I sit down watching the two. I didn’t want to be close to these two since Gem always follows her wife in places like this from what I have seen. Gem has steam coming out of her nose. I have never seen such a protective dragon.

“Your adopted daughter was stronger than you give her credit for. She didn’t want to kill me as she did. So many told her not to do it even my creations. Even those around her told her not to. But like all heroes, they must fall to become strong.”

Pull out the hilt of the sword. Some of the metal is still connected to it but most of it is gone. From how I saw Ruby acting she must have thought the entire sword was gone even the hilt. I stood up and set it down infront of Cranberry.

“I want to tell you that you need to tell your friends how you feel. You need to lose it with them before you find Ruby. Without the friendship in your heart, you won’t be able to bring it back to your heart.”

I softly start to sing.

“Allow the magic of friendship to fill your soul. Allow it to sing to you. Allow the idea of it to cleanse your heart. Never forget those that came before. It’s never too late to tell them how you feel. In the darkness of this world. There is something we can all agree”

Gem joins in.

“That the magic of friendship can help bring heroes together. It can bring hope to our hearts. We forsake ourselves as we forget. I am a dragon and the idea of the magic of friendship never came for us. It did and then the world ended in fire.”

I join in with her and stand as well holding our hands and claws together.

“We may be monsters to ponies but we have given our all to protect this world. I may be a judge known as Beezen an evil creature of the past. I regret my actions what I did to the ponies of Dream Valley. Stealing their home and helping the other end their lives.”

Gem sings loudly.

“I was a traitor to my friends. I did so much to harm them. I am older than most I have seen the end and watched the world burn. I have stayed on that island, my love. I am now here for you till death do us part.”

We both start to sing together.

“We must remember the magic of friendship in our hearts. We must never forsake what came before and we must remember the magic of friendship is what makes our hearts soar. We must never forget the magic of friendship. For it fills our hearts.”

“We must..” Gem sings.

“Never forget.” I sing.

“The magic.” Cranberry sings.

“Of friendship!!!” The entire mountain sings.

“We must never forget the magic of friendship in our hearts!!!” The entire mountain sings and the song ends.

Footnote: Max level

Perk added: The Camels these honorable creatures of the desert will never leave you to die. If you’re close to the end of your life. They will come as quickly as they can. They will protect you till you escape. They will fight in the name of their people. Never forsake the magic of friendship in their hearts.

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