An ancient tradition among the ponies of Equestrea(From long before the printing- press or even paper) Is the telling of stories. Often these stories would be told again and again, they would be told as songs, as pomes, so as to not be forgotten, so that the heroes that gave them birth would not fade.

This is one such pome, an ode as old as time, an alicorn who gave something precious, to save every-pony, every-creature, to save her friends.

It is an ancient chant much worn for time and poor translation, but not forgotten.