Journeys Through Equestria

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We sing a song of dungeons lost. Of shadows cast upon the streets. We wait and hear for the beat of drums.

The trumpets sound in the distance. We march, our hooves like thunder upon the streets. Our mother calls, and we rise to meet her. We must march as one.

We raise our hooves to the skies and call out Her name. Our metal shakes and gleams in the sunlight, rattling with our hooves and bucklers. The crowds swell with size until we fill the streets. We are all here, and we are ready. We await Her name, Her call, and stand tall.

We watch the skies, our eyes hardened to steel. We watch the earth, and listen.

The song of the earth sings to us, the blaze of the flames roars in our hearts. We raise our swords and await the clash of steel. Words, screamed from atop a guillotine, ready our souls. We scream together. We scream as one. The cobblestone shakes beneath our hooves, for we come.

The trumpets blare, and crimson steel blocks our path. We stand tall. We stand together. We will not break. We will not surrender. We will not run.

Each pony stands. Each pony waits. We will go to war this morn.

The troops march, their horseshoes glinting like lightning in the setting sun. Lances pierce towards the clouds, and the clank of metal fills the air. We march to war. We march to battle. We march to victory.

We march together.

As one.

As Equestria.