[Pinkie]

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((Another good one...I am going to have fun just making avies for stories!!!))

The sun was warm as he danced. The rumble in the background did not falter his steps. He had to do it right everything was on him. The red chrystal around his neck began to glow a fiery red. His dance was being noticed and watched. Soon the rumble died but he did not stop. He needed to please them. The volcano gods needed to be entertained.


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