Author's Note

This poem contains the original idea for De Writer's banishment from Canterlot. That idea has evolved but I still like the poem.

De Writer's Tale

De Writer wandered the Equestrian land

For all the long ages since he was banned.

He wrote long ago and continues this day

To record the reign of the Night and the Day.

He wrote the laying of the first stone

Of the fortress that housed Celestia’s Throne.

Celestia and Luna began the great fight

Over whose were the skies and who had the right.

Each commanded De Writer to say

That hers alone was the only right way

But De Writer was guided by the word of another,

Of BOTH Princesses, their Mother.

His words in the Chronicle angered the two.

On THIS they agreed what to do!

From the Court and the Castle, he was sent away

But his impartial pages still recorded their fray.

The Chronicle grew and none could say how

But De Writer continued to fulfill his vow.

Long in the past, before the rulers were born,

De Writer was simply a blue unicorn

When, to the Mother, he bowed his horn

She gave him charge of the Orb of the Ages

To assist in the writing of his honest pages.

In it could be seen from present to past

Giving the Chronicler a view that was vast.

But one small thing had been unsaid

The keeper of the Orb could not be dead.

The Ob and its keeper in TRUE present are found,

The moment that’s gone and cannot be bound.

All that is seen, all that is heard, is already PAST.

The Orb and its Keeper continued to last

In the Orb he sees things that are true

And Writes the truth as he was ordered to do.

Down through the ages to the PRESENT he’s bound

As family and friends he’s laid in the ground.

His heart, with his love, in many a grave

And he continues, to the Orb a slave.

And he Writes, as he must,

While his Loves become dust.