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Glimmer: Wha…where am I?
She sits up and looks around. She’s laying down on a canopy bed covered in pink frills with railings attached to each side. The entire room is a nursery with a changing table, dresser, and mounds of toys everywhere, most of it has the same frilly style as her bed. Glimmer looks around confused before turning to the woman and her eyes widening in surprise.
Glimmer: Mom?…no it can’t be you aren’t my mom she’s….gone.
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