Fire of the NightFire of the NightMore Like This
A faint glimmer
Of a candle so bright
Pressed on a backdrop of dark blue
The quill jolts across parchment
Burning with a orange glow
Bright as a sacred blaze
With Luna's stars shining bright
And fluffy white clouds away,
The pegasi have done their work for the day.
But far away,
In the furthest reaches of Canterlot,
Sits a musician, flute in hoof
Playing from her heart,
It's the only thing she knows.
Falling from these notes is a single feather.
White as snow
To accompany the lonely
Fire of the night