Готовый перевод Пять добродетелей Твайлайт Спаркл / Five Virtues of Twilight Sparkle: I. Five Virtues and One Spark

The oldest of legends. The kindest.

The dumbest.

"Spike."

"Hey, boss."

"Yes, Spike."

"You were right."

"Yes, Spike."

Five bits. Just enough to buy a pack of cigarettes.

"Boss, I'm serious 'bout— Aw shit. Boss!"

Sometimes I wonder if it makes any sense at all.
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"I'm not a friend, and he's not a pony."

"Wow," said the racer.

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Debris. Debris. Debris again.

"Like a cupcake," she said indifferently.

"Pinkie is just very cheerful," came a quiet huff from behind her elbow.

And again I was alone at the stand.

Rarity. That was her name.

"You are beautiful, Mrs Twilight Sparkle," she said in a soft but serious tone.

"Who are you, Twilight Sparkle?" she asked me, her perfectly outlined lips so close.

"I do not know," I said almost in a whisper.

"We will always help you. All five of us."

There was no place for five virtues.

Neither was for a spark.

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