The Queen of Barren Hearts by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Queen of Barren Hearts
From the wastes the mare came bleakly
Full of anguish, tears, and more
One more victim of love's failures
Just like all who've come before
Through my caverns she came meekly
Plead her case before my throne
She wished to fill her empty heart
And I, to make her all my own
"Lonesome love will cut you deeply
A truth now I'm sure you trust
So discard you, become something new
And abandon 'you' in us"
The Nightmare Omen by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Nightmare Omen
The forest was dark tonight. The pale light of a crescent moon barely penetrated the ceiling of densely packed pines, leaving the forest floor cloaked in an oppressive gloom. The silence was equally thick, filling the cool air with a heaviness that that felt almost tangible. For most, to walk here would be wander aimlessly, uncertain of their direction, growing ever more uneasy at the unnatural hush but afraid to break it, lest they draw attention from whatever it was that enforced such absolute silence. For the filly now picking delicately through the solemn trees, however, this was simply a peaceful place where she spent her resting hours.
A Thestral Love Song by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
A Thestral Love Song
Lover of mine, I fear I've dreamed
That our love was not as it seemed
We fell apart, two shattered hearts
And in my sleep I screamed
What, ask you, was my dream about?
It started with accusing shout
From angered eyes that demonized
Our love that was found out
Within a circle then we stood
Ringed by ponies in cloak and hood
Demanding we walk separately
Upon life's path for good
Protective love within me burned
I thought it equally returned
But to my grief and disbelief
Away from me you turned
I called your name, I begged you stay
You listened through a haze of grey
Then closed sad eyes, apologized
And, head down, walked away
The Mare in The Moon by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Mare in The Moon
Many thousands of years ago
Long before thoughts of you or I
Two gifted sibling alicorns
In harmony governed the sky
Celestia, the elder one
Summoned the sun's light and warm beams,
While Luna of the twinkling mane
Brought forth the moon, bright stars, and dreams
And for time immemorial
These sisters sought to balance keep
Until the roots of discontent
Into Luna began to creep
For though she labored every dusk
To place the moon and stars on high
All ponies shunned to grace her night
None admired her dazzling sky!
Her shining stars! Her blazing moon!
Their beauty lost on every one
Of the same ponies who, each dawn,
Rose joyously to greet the s
Here I sit, caught in life's manic deluge
But silent and solemn as black obsidian stone.
Drinking the bitter dregs of my convoluted thoughts
Lips pursed against the foul taste,
But eyes as flat and cold as a reptile's.
Two dark, icy orbs that observe the changing world,
A swirling current of chaos and anarchy,
Eddies of order and light and good,
And rapids of ill fortune and despair.
Long now have I ridden on those faster waters,
Adrift on a current so wide I couldn't see the sides.
And after those long, lonely, listless times I'd finally seen the bank.
But lo, as I set joyously toward shore,
Life flung open its goliath floodgat
I have seen Paradise, thrust up from the depths by Peles hand
I have bathed in the pool of Gods, ringed by onyx sea stones and the crashing blue
I have seen the dulled bronze of the Earths blood well from a mighty gash in his hide, and seen the pale caretakers of his wound that glide therein
I have trekked along the spine of a sleeping Titan, sheltered by its earthy emerald pelt
I have seen the Oceans gems darting through the flowing crystal they color
I have lingered amid leafy groves inhabited by furtive, prismatic wings
I have seen a lush Behemoth stretching past sight to be crowned by winds of water
I have worn th
The Queen of Barren Hearts by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Queen of Barren Hearts
From the wastes the mare came bleakly
Full of anguish, tears, and more
One more victim of love's failures
Just like all who've come before
Through my caverns she came meekly
Plead her case before my throne
She wished to fill her empty heart
And I, to make her all my own
"Lonesome love will cut you deeply
A truth now I'm sure you trust
So discard you, become something new
And abandon 'you' in us"
The Nightmare Omen by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Nightmare Omen
The forest was dark tonight. The pale light of a crescent moon barely penetrated the ceiling of densely packed pines, leaving the forest floor cloaked in an oppressive gloom. The silence was equally thick, filling the cool air with a heaviness that that felt almost tangible. For most, to walk here would be wander aimlessly, uncertain of their direction, growing ever more uneasy at the unnatural hush but afraid to break it, lest they draw attention from whatever it was that enforced such absolute silence. For the filly now picking delicately through the solemn trees, however, this was simply a peaceful place where she spent her resting hours.
A Thestral Love Song by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
A Thestral Love Song
Lover of mine, I fear I've dreamed
That our love was not as it seemed
We fell apart, two shattered hearts
And in my sleep I screamed
What, ask you, was my dream about?
It started with accusing shout
From angered eyes that demonized
Our love that was found out
Within a circle then we stood
Ringed by ponies in cloak and hood
Demanding we walk separately
Upon life's path for good
Protective love within me burned
I thought it equally returned
But to my grief and disbelief
Away from me you turned
I called your name, I begged you stay
You listened through a haze of grey
Then closed sad eyes, apologized
And, head down, walked away
The Mare in The Moon by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Mare in The Moon
Many thousands of years ago
Long before thoughts of you or I
Two gifted sibling alicorns
In harmony governed the sky
Celestia, the elder one
Summoned the sun's light and warm beams,
While Luna of the twinkling mane
Brought forth the moon, bright stars, and dreams
And for time immemorial
These sisters sought to balance keep
Until the roots of discontent
Into Luna began to creep
For though she labored every dusk
To place the moon and stars on high
All ponies shunned to grace her night
None admired her dazzling sky!
Her shining stars! Her blazing moon!
Their beauty lost on every one
Of the same ponies who, each dawn,
Rose joyously to greet the s
Here I sit, caught in life's manic deluge
But silent and solemn as black obsidian stone.
Drinking the bitter dregs of my convoluted thoughts
Lips pursed against the foul taste,
But eyes as flat and cold as a reptile's.
Two dark, icy orbs that observe the changing world,
A swirling current of chaos and anarchy,
Eddies of order and light and good,
And rapids of ill fortune and despair.
Long now have I ridden on those faster waters,
Adrift on a current so wide I couldn't see the sides.
And after those long, lonely, listless times I'd finally seen the bank.
But lo, as I set joyously toward shore,
Life flung open its goliath floodgat
I have seen Paradise, thrust up from the depths by Peles hand
I have bathed in the pool of Gods, ringed by onyx sea stones and the crashing blue
I have seen the dulled bronze of the Earths blood well from a mighty gash in his hide, and seen the pale caretakers of his wound that glide therein
I have trekked along the spine of a sleeping Titan, sheltered by its earthy emerald pelt
I have seen the Oceans gems darting through the flowing crystal they color
I have lingered amid leafy groves inhabited by furtive, prismatic wings
I have seen a lush Behemoth stretching past sight to be crowned by winds of water
I have worn th
The Nightmare Omen by I-Immolate-Darkness, literature
Literature
The Nightmare Omen
The forest was dark tonight. The pale light of a crescent moon barely penetrated the ceiling of densely packed pines, leaving the forest floor cloaked in an oppressive gloom. The silence was equally thick, filling the cool air with a heaviness that that felt almost tangible. For most, to walk here would be wander aimlessly, uncertain of their direction, growing ever more uneasy at the unnatural hush but afraid to break it, lest they draw attention from whatever it was that enforced such absolute silence. For the filly now picking delicately through the solemn trees, however, this was simply a peaceful place where she spent her resting hours.
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