TheIflame

It flows. Like a beautiful scent it’s carried by the wind, flowing through town, through every single street and alleyway. Everyone knows that sound, everyone knows how powerful it is. Even the birds stop their singing to listen. A single man sits on top of a building, the sun was slowly setting in the mountains behind the small town as he plucked the chords from his guitar again and again. His voice, rough yet elegant carried the tones of a ballad that only people of this lone town knew.  It was a beautiful yet sad tale, of a world where music did not exist, was not there to give the people something to listen to, to forget themselves

A long time ago, the world did not know the peace and harmony that it does today. There were only two rulers of this planet, and yet it had no life. The gods of the Desert and the Ice ruled the world. Each having their own parts of the world, both parts no life could grow and thrive. Even life that evolved to adapt died in the end. That was until a single entity felt that it was enough. That entity was a cloaked shadow known as Death. Yes, Death the shadow of all life was not pleased with the state that the world was in. As Death did have the power to take life….he also had the power to give life. He picked up a single grain of sand, g

It was a long night’s sleep. Starswirl had woken up several times, not sweating but feeling cold. Even as it was still dark he got out of bed. His bedroom was in the same tower as his study and was in fact right on top of it. The room itself was nothing special; A single bed, a small bucket filled with water, a table with a small mirror over it, and a closet with mixed ropes. As he stood in the middle of the bedroom, he could see how the light and shadows outside in the city shifted, it was silent. A few voices yelled from the city below, and he could see from his window a light coming over the yonder of the lands and the mountains. Lig

”Our story begins” Zorian said as he looked at the fire. ”A long time ago, a time before The Nightmare Moon Rebellion, before the chaotic reign of Discord…even before the Royal Sisters came to power.” Glacia laid there on the grass with her eyes wide open and she looked more eager than ever to hear this tale of old. He smiled as he pointed his horn at the fire. Flames and ashes began to dance vividly in the moonlight; the sprouts of fire began to take shape: Ponies, buildings and landscapes. “It begins…during the War of the Three Tribes…a time where plans of peace between Unicorn, Pegasi and

”For the last time I said NO!” The red unicorn almost roared out as he looked up at the blue pegasus flying over him. ”Aww come on! You said you were going to tell me on our trip today!” ”Maybe! I said maybe!” The unicorn corrected her as he glared at her a bit. ”Pwweeeeaaaaaasse?” The pegasus began to make watery puppy eyes as she flew in front of him and stared into his eyes. ”First off, that will never work. Second, how about I ask you of your little crush on Swift Runner, huh?” The pegasus’s expression changed from a begging puppy eye look to a highly blushing face. ”