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God Save The PoetThere sits no tomb for royalty gone madGod Save The Poet by DoggonePony
Nor madness turned royal at least
When milk has soured and bread become stale
Only the birds shall find feast
Where once the harvest of knowledge was sown
Now fortune’s weeds have taken hold
Where once the shade of freedom had bloomed
Now order casts its shadow cold
Twas not by storm nor famine that came
The silent song of our night
But by candle burned from wick to stick
That free will took its flight
How blooms the rose when its petals are torn
How shines the Sun through cloud
How soars a griffin with wings too trimmed
How rules a queen too proud
With iron and blood say smith and guard
With treacherous grip say all
There is but one fate for such a queen
To rise, to rule, to fall
And so through tiresome nights she withered
Breaking as stone over time
One moon too many amidst endless shelves
That could not bring reason to rhyme
With floors leafed in gold and no ceiling but heaven
The dawn of her dusk had set in
Ladled in baths fed by mou
Ode To A DraconicusWhen Equestria’s blight desires restOde To A Draconicus by DoggonePony
And seeks at night a bed
The mountains hold their tongue in fear
A cradle for its head
The four winds bend a servant’s knee
When beckoned by its voice
The cities of the world, its footstools
Long free from any choice
The sky reduced to choking ash
Forever in its wake
No soul was forfeit to the grave
That chaos did not take
Were e’er a fool alive its foe
Alive he is no more
Its name alone, a sacred key
To Death’s unflinching door.
-Untitled ballad from "Tome of the Nightwatch"
Towers - 1 - 002"What do you mean -- The same as me?" Rifel quizzed Duncan, gesturing vaguely at the fog.
"What you said earlier... It seemed to imply that because of the fog, you saw nothingness. And because of that nothingness, your mind was fettered with the possibilities of what it could contain. I simply meant to imply that I feel the same as you. Ignorance in important fields is an abomination."
"I see." Rifel said softly. "Is that truly how you feel?"
"Yes, of course. Sometimes what you can't see is more frightening than what's available to the naked eye. There could be anything down there, sir."
"You're not lying solely for my benefit? The knowledge that you will replace me as the fourth triumvir when I die isn't affecting your answer in... any way?"
"Goodness no, Rifel. That's honestly how I feel."
The vulpine took a deep breath, as if a great deal of stress had just been lifted from upon his back. "Well, if you're honest. I must be as well."
Duncan turned to the older male, no longer f
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