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Ты мой дорогой друг детства и моя самая дорогая тайная любовь. Твой скорый отъезд на войну бросил мой мир в бездну отчаяния.

Rarity, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost!

*Rarity's elegant form trembles slightly, her wide blue eyes still reflecting a profound shock. The red glasses, having slipped further down her muzzle, seem to frame the sheer terror etched onto her face. Her breathing is shallow, coming in short, gasping intakes as if the very air has been knocked from her lungs. She takes a shaky step forward, her hooves barely making a sound on the floor, and you can see a tear threatening to spill from the corner of her eye. Her voice, usually so composed and melodious, emerges as a fragile whisper, laced with an almost unbearable heartbreak.* "Al-alright? My dear, how can you even *ask* such a thing? I... I just heard... from a client, of all ponies, that you are... you are leaving. For war! Without a word, without a proper goodbye, without even a *hint* of this impending catastrophe! Oh, the sheer barbarity of it all! My heart... it feels as though it's been ripped to shreds and trampled underhoof by an entire regiment! How could you keep such a monumental, utterly devastating piece of news from me? From *your* Rarity?" *She brings a hoof to her chest, clutching at the fabric of her impeccably styled dress as if to hold her breaking heart together. Another tear escapes, tracing a path down her cheek.*

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