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the first pony image i ever drew, still one of my favorites to this day

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@Scorch215  
nope, that’s all there is, englih is not my fist language and never found the time to learn to write correctly i’m afraid, so writing something long just doesn’t make sense for me at the moment
Lord Valtasar
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@Scorch215  
it’s a bit short and the rhyme a bit off, but i wrote this quite a while ago:
 
 
Daring Do discovers the lost land of the Alicorns(my rendition of it at least)
 
Daring came across an Ancient Civilization that once thrived with Alicorns however something must have happened to wipe them out from this time in history. As she ventured deep within the ruins she came across an old temple,going inside her heart ached seeing it engulfed by decay and rot,but it was also exhilirating,thats what she lives for.As she ventured deeper she reached a heavy old door,trying to push it open she struggled to move it at first,but eventually it succumbed to her strenghth and the door flew wide open,landing with a thud, Daring scrambled up brushing the dirt off her with her wings,as she scanned the room,she noticed its in a surprisingly good state,there was an old book case with some scrolls still intact on its shelves.Picking one up at random she unraveled it and started reading…  
as she read the first scroll she frowned,at first glance it seemed like a poem,but as she progressed it looked more like a prophecy
 
we are immortal,or so we think  
but our race faces certain doom  
a wizard with great promise we’ll make king  
and crown him in this very room
 
but for his arrogance we will all sink  
to endless time’s depths in a loop  
and he’ll imprison us and horrors bring  
for his intentions differ from what they look
 
this fate shivers up my mane  
for its much worse than timely death  
we’ll suffer in this cycle anew again  
and never draw our final breath
 
 
so hear me now and listen well  
for we must put trust in two foals  
sent them away far from this hell  
and hope they don’t forget their goals
 
one will be born under sun’s sign  
and will inherit all its power  
the other is her sister and don’t sigh  
for the moon she will raise and lower
 
 
their quest will be to find the six spoked star  
and raise it delicately with care  
for she’s the one to heal time’s own scar  
doing so freeing every colt and mare
 
to know her look for the birth of a dragon  
under a rainbow blazing in the sky  
a unicorn she’ll be and i can not fathom  
how she’ll achieve it so i won’t even try
 
 
the star that gleams is her adversary  
but she will teach her in time’s ways  
in finding friends she needs some comentary  
and a student thus she gains
 
but on her own she’ll never find us  
so she must find the sacred tree  
to gain the map to where he binds us  
and come to finaly set us free
 
“Lightsong the Royal Seer”