The Wailing Wind is Not Alone

by Super Trampoline

Rating: teen
Tags: Romance, Adventure, Tragedy, Dark
Length: 155

High up in the mountains and clouds, across the ocean, Earth, Pegasi, and Unicorn ponies eke out a living mining rare gems in the town of Sparkler. But an ill elder, a new arrival, and a terribly growing noise threaten to tear the town apart.

We are battered and beaten and bruised
Floundering, Feared and forgotten.
But we're enterprising and enthused,
And our spirits shall never grow rotten.

We are hardy and wholly constructed
This is no place for feeble and meek.
With great vigor our lives are conducted
With great sorrow we bury the weak.

The Mountain is quite unforgiving,
The clouds make the mountain look easy.
But nowhere would we rather be living
Than this village so biting and breezy.

There is gold to be found in the boulders
There is ice to be tamed in the sky.
And though many a town may be colder
There are none with a windchill so high!

We dig for the rarest of gemstones
With a passion that's equaled by few
Though the work be brutal, as we've intoned
There is nothing that we'd rather do!

Pegasi, Unicorns, Earthen:
Together we labor as one
In this miserable town we are birthed in
We unite til the labor is done.

Though our bodies be battered and beaten
And We protest each day that begins
We are proud of this land that we meet in
We are proud to be Equestrians.

We are proud in the summer sun's glare,
We are proud when the days grow far darker
We are proud of this city we share
We are proud of our city of Sparkler.

High up in the mountains and clouds, across the ocean, Earth, Pegasi, and Unicorn ponies eke out a living mining rare gems in the town of Sparkler. But an ill elder, a new arrival, and a terribly growing noise threaten to tear the town apart.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-09-04 05:40:28 UTC

Oh Dear

blah blah blah Mort is wandering around popping tags and shit when gets what ever the signal thingie is he gets that there are two potential deaths way over in sparkler... and one was... a changeling?

They were lying there, one on top of the other. It was obvious from the crater and the large amounts of red and blue blood, that something bad had happened.

"I'm a dead pony. Take my love, and remember me with it. In (name of changeling paradise) I shall tell of the brave (pony name) who saved my life, and how I returned the gift.

Now go, I already feel the bonds of the living fading. Good bye. I - I - I love you.

She was whisping away like the blaw blwa blwalwa

She was healing him.

He - He was going to live.

time unfroze

there was a sick crunching, then all was black.