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Bluetext looks nice.

> Luna descended into Apple Bloom's mind.

> The ground was barren and the sky a faded purple.

> A lone yellow filly with a red bow was hunched down on the ground, eating something.

#>"Apple Bloom, what are you eating?"/#
< "Soap" 

#>"Why?"/#
< "Because it cleans my insides"

> Luna looked at Apple Bloom. Concerned

#>"Apple Bloom are you feeling guilt over something?/#
< "No, I just like eating soap sometimes!"

> Luna could feel no guilt or shame. No fear. Nothing seemed wrong with the young filly before her.

< "Heya. Are you certain that you're Luna?"

> I could sense something troubling you, hence the reason for my presence.

Apple Bloom looked thoughtfully.
< "I can't think of anything wrong."

Luna looked at Apple Bloom, perplexed.
#"Not one thing wrong?"/#
< "Nope"

#"Surely you don't eat soap in the waking world?"/#
< "Sometimes I do. Used to as a punishment from Granny for saying a bad word or something but I discovered that I like the taste and flavor."

Apple Bloom looked up at Luna, foam falling from her mouth.
< "Want some?"

#"No."/#
< "C'mon Luna, I know you like soap! You were so backwards and ignorant of modern norms you ate soap after your first shower!"

#"Whaaa... How did you know that?/#
< "Because you're dreaming Luna. This is your nightmare!"

Luna stepped back from Apple Bloom, her magic at the ready. Something wasn't right.
#"You're not Apple Bloom.../#
Apple Bloom looked at Luna sinisterly.
< "Of course not."

#Apple Bloom laughed hardily. 
< "I'm just part of your subconscious or some memory or something that represents some insecurity. No need to fret."    

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< "You can wake up now."

Luna awoke from her slumber. 


There, now I've written a bluetext story. I like the formatting options here. This story no one should read much into. Just a demo.