>>6025
>>6024

Hmm. Just a couple word changes, and one sentence.
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”I'm a little fuzzy about what's going on in the real world"
[...]
”I had not heard there was another.” She looked at the table briefly, and a wineglass appeared. ”Appleloosa? Thou has traveled quickly, Fred Soleman. But I meant not the earth ponies, rather mine royal guard.” Fred was still fuzzy headed, so he asked for clarification. ”Korp Moon Shadow was due to arrive at an orientation-town for human newfoals. She didst not.” She's fine. I know that name. How do I know she's fine?
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”Thou'rt in the silver mines, not merely upon the canyon floor.” She assumes Korp is the other half of 'we.' ”Fred Soleman.” She looked up now, anger drained from her face but not the intensity of her command. ”Wake. Instruct Korp to sleep under the stars; that I wish to speak with her." Blinking for a moment, perhaps realizing she might not have much control over a fellow alicornified conscript who could hide even from dream, she somewhat more meekly added "If thou wouldst."

”You can find my dreams but not hers?” If he was about to wake up, he wanted to finish his latte first. Fred gulped deep.

”Mayhap it be that she is not asleep. But more likely that thou'rt too deep and only thy sheer volume of magic allow me even this contact. Indeed Fred Soleman, that thou'rt still unlucid proves my dream magic be limited in scope in the place where thou layest thine head.”