After Dusk

[Tracer_Pencilblight 11]

Just a little poem I made that spurred me into writing a story

 

 

As sibling blood boiled

A stallion toiled

Though no-pony paid attention

He Studied away

And his work soon did pay

And he called his creation, Ascension

But his creation needed power

and in his final hour

He opted for a power, dark in nature

As with the power that has tempted one sister

Who unlike the stallion, had someone to miss her

His mind began, simply, to crack

He and the sister, corrupted, did fight

Against the power of the Celestial might

They did fail, but in a thousand years, will be back.

The first part probably won't be done for a while, but If some people have any advice on getting the poem to flow any better, will gladly be excepted.

[Fighting Brony 74]

That sounds awesome! Can't wait to hear more from it! Im not really a poet but I think it sounds great!