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Description
Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end.
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss her gift everlasting
Act 1
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples from on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest
Act 2
There is no hate, only joy for you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, healer of worlds
Dreams of the marrow hath the shattered soul
pride is lost
wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act 3
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the marrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
Act 4
My friend, the fates are cruel
There is no dreams, no honour remains
the arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation and your eternal slumber
legends shall speak of sacrifice at
world’s end
The winds sail over the water’s surface quietly, but surely
Act 5
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
i offer thee this silent sacrifice
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end.
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss her gift everlasting
Act 1
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples from on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest
Act 2
There is no hate, only joy for you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, healer of worlds
Dreams of the marrow hath the shattered soul
pride is lost
wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act 3
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the marrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
Act 4
My friend, the fates are cruel
There is no dreams, no honour remains
the arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation and your eternal slumber
legends shall speak of sacrifice at
world’s end
The winds sail over the water’s surface quietly, but surely
Act 5
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
i offer thee this silent sacrifice
Your memory will carry on.
perhaps it’s been enchanted to avoid such damage in the future?
Why isn’t the letter properly capitalized?
POOTIS-POW!
Panel 1: “You should have acted! They’re already here… The Equestrian Scrolls told of the return!”
Panel 2: “Their defeat was merely delay… for the time after Tartarus opened… when the ponies of Equestria would spill their own blood!”
Panel 3: “But nopony wanted to believe… Believe they even existed… And when the truth finally dawns, it dawns in fire!”
Panel 4: “But… there is one they fear! In their tongue, she is Dovahkiin… Dragonborn!!!”
No, it was some sort of lizard changeling looking thing that bumped uglies with twilight. Thus creating that mare.
Oh my god.
Holy shit.
It’s a letter.
Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh Jesus.