I walk into the nursery as the caretaker alerts me over the hive mind of the newest additions to the hive. 'I'm so sorry my friends... I didn't want it to come to this..but I will protect your foals and care for them as my own in your stead.' I think to myself as I stand in front of two slightly larger chrysalises, with a small equine shape floating in the orange liquid as they slowly wake up. "break free." I command the small shapes, using the hive mind all changelings possess
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