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Omake Files 4, Alternate Parallels
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LORD OF THE RATIONALITY
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Frodo glanced at all the faces, but they were not turned to him.
All the Council sat with downcast eyes, as if in deep thought.
A great dread fell on him, as if he was awaiting the pronouncement of some
doom that he had long foreseen and vainly hoped might after all never be
spoken.
An overwhelming longing to rest and remain at peace by Bilbo's side in
Rivendell filled all his heart.
At last with an effort he spoke, and wondered to hear his own words, as
if some other will was using his small voice.
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“We cannot,” said Frodo.
“We must not.
Do you not see? It is exactly what the Enemy desires.
All of this he has foreseen.”
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The faces turned to him, puzzled the Dwarves and grave the Elves; sternness
in the eyes of the Men; and so keen the gazes of Elrond and of Gandalf
that Frodo almost could not withstand it.
It was very hard, then, not to grasp the Ring in his hand, and harder still
not to put it on, to face them as only Frodo.
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“Do you not question it?” Frodo said, thin like the wind his voice, and
wavering like a breeze.
“You have chosen, of all things, to send the Ring into Mordor; should you
not wonder? How did it come to this? That we might, of all our choices,
do that single thing our Enemy most desires? Perhaps the Cracks of Doom
are already guarded, strongly enough to hold off Gandalf and Elrond and
Glorfindel all together; or perhaps the Master of that place has cooled
the lava there, set it to trap the Ring so that he may simply bring it
out after it is thrown in…” A memory of awful clarity came over Frodo then,
and a flash of black laughter, and the thought came to him that it was
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Only the thought came to him so:
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thus it would amuse me to do, if I meant to rule…
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There were doubtful glances exchanged within the council; Glóin and Gimli
and Boromir were now looking at the Elves more skeptically than before,
like they had awoken out of a dream of words.
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“The Enemy is very wise,” said Gandalf, “and weighs all things to a nicety
in the scales of his malice.
But the only measure that he knows is desire, desire for power; and so
he judges all hearts.
Into his heart the thought will not enter that any will refuse it, that
having the Ring we may seek to destroy it
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“He
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think of it!” cried Frodo.
He struggled for words, trying to convey things that had once seemed perfect
in his comprehension, and then faded like melting snow.
“If the Enemy thought that all his foes were moved by desire for power
alone
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he would guess wrongly, over and over, and the Maker of this Ring would
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that, he would
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that somewhere he had made a mistake!” Frodo's hands stretched forth pleadingly.
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Boromir stirred, and his voice was doubtful.
“You speak fair of the Enemy,” said Boromir, “for one of his foes.”
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Frodo's mouth opened and shut in desperate bewilderment; for Frodo knew,
he knew the Man was mad, but he could think of nothing to say.
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Then Bilbo spoke, and his withered voice silenced the whole room, even Elrond
who had been about to speak.
“Frodo is right, I fear,” whispered the old hobbit.
“I remember, I remember what it was like.
To see with the Black Sight.
I remember.
The Enemy will think that we might not trust one another, that the weaker
among us will propose to destroy the Ring so that the stronger may not
have it.
He knows that even one not truly good might still cry to destroy the Ring,
to make a show of pretended goodness.
And the Enemy will
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not
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think it impossible that such a decision be made by this council, for you
see, he does not trust us to be wise.” A whispering chuckle rose from the
ancient hobbit's throat.
“And if he did
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why, he would
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guard the Cracks of Doom.
It would cost him little.”
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Now foreboding was on the faces even of the Elves, and the Wise; Elrond
had frowned, and the sharp eyebrows of Gandalf furrowed.
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Frodo gazed at them all, feeling a wildness come over him, a despair; and
as his heart weakened a shadow came over his vision, a darkness and a wavering.
From within the shadow Frodo saw Gandalf, and the wizard's strength was
revealed as weakness, and his wisdom folly.
For Frodo knew, as the Ring seemed to drag and weigh on his breast, that
Gandalf had not thought at all of history and lore, when the wizard spoke
of how the Enemy would not understand any desire save power; that Gandalf
had not remembered how Sauron had cast down and corrupted the Men of Númenor
in the days of their glory.
Just as it had not occurred to Gandalf that the Enemy might learn to comprehend
foes of goodwill by
\emph on
looking…
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Frodo's gaze swung to Elrond, but there was no hope there, no answer and
no rescue in the shadowy vision; for Elrond had let Isildur go, carrying
the Ring from the Cracks of Doom where it should have been destroyed, to
the cost of all this war.
Not for Isildur's own sake, not for friendship had it been done, for the
Ring had killed Isildur in the end, and far worse fates could have followed
him.
But the Doom that had stemmed from Isildur's deed would have seemed unsure
to Elrond then, unsure and distant in time; and yet the cost to Elrond
himself of taking his sword's pommel to the back of Isildur's head would
have been surer, and nearer…
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As though in desperation, Frodo turned to look at Aragorn, the weathered
man who had donned his travel-worn clothes for this council, the heir of
kings who spoke softly to hobbits.
But Frodo's vision seemed to double, and in the shadowy second image Frodo
saw a Man who had spent too much of his youth among Elves, who had learned
to wear humble and stained clothes amid the gold and jewels, knowing he
could not match them wisdom for wisdom, and hoping to outplay them in a
fashion they would not emulate…
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In the sight of the Ring, which was the sight of the Ring's own Maker, all
noble things faded into stratagems and lies, a world of grey and darkness
without any light.
They had not made their choices knowingly, Gandalf or Elrond or Aragorn;
the impulses had come from the dark hidden parts of themselves, the black
secret depths which the Ring had rendered plain in Frodo's vision.
Would they outthink the Shadow, when they could not comprehend even their
own selves, or the forces that moved them?
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“Frodo!” came the sharp whisper of Bilbo's voice, and Frodo came to himself,
and halted his hand reaching up toward where the Ring lay on his breast,
on its chain, dragging like a vast stone around his neck.
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Reaching up to grasp the Ring wherein all answers lay.
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“How did you bear this thing?” Frodo whispered to Bilbo, as if the two of
them were the only souls in the room, though all the Council watched them.
“For years? I cannot imagine it.”
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“I kept it locked in a room to which only Gandalf had the key,” said his
uncle, “and when I began to imagine ways to open it, I remembered Gollum.”
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A shudder went through Frodo, remembering the tales.
The horror of the Misty Mountains, thinking, always thinking in the dark;
ruling the goblins from the shadows and filling the tunnels with traps;
but for Bilbo wearing the ring that first time not a single dwarf would
have lived.
And now, Legolas the Elf had told them, Gollum had given up on sending
his agents against the Shire, had at last found the courage to leave his
mountains and seek the Ring himself.
That was Gollum, the fate which Frodo would share himself, if the Ring
were not destroyed.
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Only they had no way to destroy the Ring.
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The Shadow had foreseen every move they could make.
Had
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Frodo still could not imagine how it had been done, how the Shadow had
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had
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maneuvered the Council into sending the Ring straight into Mordor with
only a tiny guard set on it, as they would have done if Frodo and Bilbo
had not been there.
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And having foregone that swiftest of all possible defeats, the only question
remaining was how long it would take to lose.
Gandalf had delayed too long, delayed far too long to set this march in
motion.
It could have been so easy, if only Bilbo had set out eighty years earlier,
if only Bilbo had been told what Gandalf had already suspected, if only
Gandalf's heart had not silently flinched away from the prospect of being
embarrassingly wrong…
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Frodo's hand spasmed on his breast; without thought, his fingers began to
rise again toward the vast weight of the chain on which the Ring hung.
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All he had to do was put on the Ring.
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Just that, and all would become clear to him, once more the slowness and
mud would leave his thoughts, all possibilities and futures transparent
to him, he would see through the Shadow's plans and devise an irresistible
counterstroke
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and he would never be able to take off the Ring, not again, not by any
will that would be left to him.
All Frodo had of those moments were fading memories, but he knew that it
had felt like dying, to let all his towers of thought collapse and become
only Frodo once more.
It had felt like dying, he remembered that much of Weathertop even if he
remembered little else.
And if he did wear the Ring again, it would be better to die with it on
his finger, to end his life while he was still himself; for Frodo knew
that he could not withstand the effects of wearing the Ring a second time,
not afterward when the limitless clarity was lost to him…
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Frodo looked around the Council, at the poor lost leaderless Wise, and he
knew they could not defeat the Shadow by their own strength.
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“I will wear it one last time,” Frodo said, his voice broken and failing,
as he had known from the beginning that he would say in the end, “one last
time to find the answer for this Council, and then there will be other
hobbits.”
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“
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No!
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” screamed the voice of Sam, as the other hobbit began to rush forward from
where he had hidden; even as Frodo, with movement as swift and precise
as a Nazgûl, took out the Ring from beneath his shirt; and somehow Bilbo
was already standing there and had already thrust his finger through.
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It all happened before even Gandalf's staff could point, before Aragorn
could level the hilt-shard of his sword; the Dwarves shouted in shock,
and the Elves were dismayed.
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“Of course,” said Bilbo's voice, as Frodo began to weep, “I see it now,
I understand everything at last.
Listen, listen and swiftly, here is what you must do
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THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE
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With a critical eye, Peter looked over the encamped Centaurs with their
bows, Beavers with their long daggers, and talking Bears with their chain-mail
draped over them.
He was in charge, because he was one of the mythical Sons of Adam and had
declared himself High King of Narnia; but the truth was he didn't really
know much about encampments, weapons, and guard patrols.
In the end all he could see was that they all looked proud and confident,
and Peter had to hope they were right about that; because if you couldn't
believe in your own people, you couldn't believe in anyone.
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“They'd scare
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me
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, if I had to fight `em,” Peter said finally, “but I don't know if it's
enough to beat…
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“You don't suppose this mysterious lion will actually show up and help us,
d'you?” said Lucy.
Her voice was very quiet, so that none of the creatures around them would
hear.
“Only it'd be nice to really have him, don't you think, instead of just
letting people think that he put us in charge?”
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Susan shook her head, shaking the magical arrows in the quiver on her back.
“If there was really someone like that,” Susan said, “he wouldn't have
let the White Witch cover the land in winter for a hundred years, would
he?”
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“I had the strangest dream,” Lucy said, her voice even quieter, “where we
didn't have to organize any creatures or convince them to fight, we just
walked into this place and the lion was already here, with all the armies
already mustered, and he went and rescued Edmund, and then we rode alongside
him into this tremendous battle where he killed the White Witch…”
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“Did the dream have a moral?” said Peter.
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“I don't know,” said Lucy, blinking and looking a little puzzled.
“In the dream it all seemed pointless somehow.”
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“I think maybe the land of Narnia was trying to tell you,” said Susan, “or
maybe it was just your own dreams trying to tell you, that if there was
really such a person as that lion, there'd be no use for
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MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS SCIENCE
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“Applejack, who told me outright that I was mistaken, represents the spirit
of…
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honesty!
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” Twilight Sparkle
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The dusky pony (2014-09-30)
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raised her head even higher,
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her (2014-09-30)
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mane blowing like a wind about the dusky
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night (2014-09-30)
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sky of her
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long (2014-09-30)
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neck
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, her eyes blazing like stars (2014-09-30)
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.
“Fluttershy, who approached the manticore to find out about the thorn in
its paw, represents the spirit of…
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investigation!
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Pinkie Pie, who realized that the awful faces were just trees, represents
the spirit of…
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formulating alternative hypotheses!
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Rarity, who solved the serpent's problem represents the spirit of…
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creativity!
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Rainbow Dash, who saw through the false offer of her heart's desire, represents
the spirit of…
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analysis!
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Marie-Susan, who made us convince her that we were right
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of our theories (2014-09-30)
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before she agreed to come on
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funded (2014-09-30)
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our expedition, represents the spirit of…
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peer review!
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And when those Elements are ignited by the spark of curiosity that resides
in the heart of all of us, it creates the seventh element -- the Element
of Sci-”
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The blast of power that came forth was like a wind of moonless night
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brilliant lava (2014-09-30)
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, it caught Marie-Susan before the pony could even flinch, and she was gone
without a trace
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stripped her flesh from her bones and crumbled her bones to ash (2014-09-30)
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before any of them had the chance to rear in shock.
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From the dark thing that stood in the center of the dais where the Elements
had shattered, from
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the seething madness and despair surrounding (2014-09-30)
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the scarce-recognizable void-black outline of a horse, came a voice that
seemed to bypass all ears and burn like cold fire, sounding directly in
the brain of every pony who heard:
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Did you expect me to just stand there and let you finish?
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The screams began, then, echoing around that ancient and abandoned throne
room; and Applejack fell to her forelocks beside the still-glowing ash
that was all that remained of Marie-Susan's bones, looking too shattered
even to sob.
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Twilight Sparkle stared at the horror that had once been Nightmare Moon,
racking her brains with frantic desperation and realizing that it was over,
they were doomed, it was hopeless without Marie-Susan; everyone knew that
no matter how honest, investigating, skeptical, creative, analytic, or
curious you were, what
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journal.
Everyone knew that… (2014-09-30)
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Twilight Sparkle stared at the space where Marie-Susan had been, where not
a trace of the unicorn remained.
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She -- she just -- she --
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In the back of her mind, unheard, she was aware that Rarity was screaming.
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That wasn't a disintegration
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, said the voice of Nightmare.
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I sent her somewhere else.
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Rarity's scream stopped abruptly.
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Twilight Sparkle felt like her own scream was only beginning.
Seven.
It took seven ponies to use the Elements of Inquiry.
Everyone knew that no matter how honest, investigating, skeptical, creative,
analytic, or curious you were, what really made your work Science was when
you published your results in a prestigious journal.
Everyone knew that.
Could there be more than one Element of Peer Review at a time -- how long
would it take to find another one -- and the Nightmare wouldn't just stand
there and let them do it
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Where?
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yelled Rainbow Dash.
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Where'd you put her?
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I put the little pony in the same place I bound my pathetic sister, in the
heart of her pathetic Sun.
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She'll die!
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cried Fluttershy, staring at the Nightmare in horror.
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It's too hot, she'll burn!
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Oh, don't worry.
The power of the Nightmare surrounds your little friend, keeping her safe
and cool, sustaining her without food or drink.
She will suffer nothing more than boredom\SpecialChar \ldots{}
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The void-black outline stepped off the dais, walking slowly, deliberately,
past the remaining six ponies.
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so long as the Nightmare's power is not broken.
By any backup plans my sister may have set in motion, for example, and
which may be known to you.
In that case she will vaporize instantly.
Such a lovely thing, friendship.
It makes such a wonderful instrument of blackmail.
Be sure to keep safe the Elements of Inquiry.
You wouldn't want anyone else using them on me, now would you?
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No,
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whispered Twilight Sparkle, as the horror began to dawn on her.
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Then a crawling sensation all over her skin, as the Nightmare walked past
her, and the deadly power brushed her with its cold caress.
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Now if you'll pardon me, my little ponies, I have an eternal night to rule
over.
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THE VILLAGE HIDDEN IN THE CLARITY
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(This has now inspired an extended fanfiction,
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Lighting Up the Dark
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by Velorien.)
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“Consider the computational power required to manifest over a hundred shadow
clones,” the Uchiha genius said in his dispassionate tones.
“It is an error of rationality, Sakura, to say `fluke' and think you have
explained anything.
`Fluke' is simply the name one gives to data that one is ignoring.”
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“But it
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has
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to be a fluke!” Sakura yelled.
With effort, she calmed her voice into the careful precision expected of
a rationality ninja; it wouldn't do to have her crush think she was stupid.
“Like you said, the computational power required to use over a hundred
Kage Bunshin is simply absurd.
We're talking the level of a major superintelligence.
Naruto's the dead last of our class.
He's not even jounin-level smart, let alone a superintelligence!”
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The Uchiha's eyes gleamed, almost as though he had activated his Smartingan.
“Naruto can manifest a hundred independently acting clones.
He
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must
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have the raw brainpower.
But, under ordinary circumstances, something prevents him from using this
computational power efficiently… like a mind at war within itself, perhaps?
We now have cause to believe that Naruto is in some way connected to a
superintelligence, and as a recently graduated genin, he, like us, is fifteen
years old.
What happened fifteen years ago, Sakura?”
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It took a moment for Sakura to comprehend, to remember, and then she understood.
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The attack of the Nine-Brains Demon Fox.
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Just a small bone-white creature with big ears and bigger tail and beady
red eyes.
It was no stronger than an ordinary fox, it didn't breathe fire or flash
laser eyes, it possessed no chakra and no magic of any kind, but its intelligen
ce was over nine thousand times that of a human being.
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