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>A mare that once lived in the darkness of terror and woe.
>A poor creature that worked as a miner, being abused and treated like a lesser organism.
>She prayed to the sky one night while everypony rested, her slave duty at an end for a mere night.
>Begging for any chance to be freed from the darkness of woe and suffering.
>She looked and to the sky, so beautiful and inspiring.
>"Do not let your jimmies be broken from into that dark night. Rustle, Rustle, Rustle against the dying light."
>Her once green mane went upward into a fiery coloration.
>"Follow my will oh foal of suffering, for you will never have your Jimmies Rustled ever again.
>She felt the knowledge consume her mind, the great primate in the sky would only blessen.
>"Now you are reborn! Go, be free from your shackles that hinder you! Be one with Unrustling."
>As the divine being spoke, her shackles melted into vapor. She was finally free.
>No more to work the fields as a slave of Diamond Dogs any longer.
>Truly this was a blessed day.
>Without a further notice, she went into the forest and chopped down some wood.
>To which she spoke, "This wooden staff will be a conduit to all cleansing of Jimmies being rustled."
>Her words came with a boon. So loud and overflowing with holiness.
>She walked onward, animals watching the blessed one and following her movement with each step.
>Soon, she found the throes of ponykind, working away with wood and more.
>They would ask, "Who are you stranger, and why do the animals follow you?"
>She would reply, "I am, but one who is gone from the world of rustling, one who can not be tainted ever again."
>They watched in confusion, noticing her staff and odd flaming like mane.
>"I feel that you have a foal that is sick, may I look upon her?"
>The couple who were working with the wood gasped at the information.
>So, they brought her to their weakened filly, who was sick in bed and dying.
>The mare raised her staff and she was healed.