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// Pruina Snowheart: Bedtime Poem 
// Story: Our Little Scrapbook 
// by Astral Star and Company 
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Come my child,	
Tuck yourself in bed,
And I’ll tell you a little story,
While you lay your sleepy head.

There was once a land of magic,
A whimsical place merely dreamt,
Where pegasi, unicorns and earth ponies,
Lived there lives content.

It was ruled by two princesses,
Wise, fair and just
Their beauty outshone the brightest star,
And will never fade to dust,

The older was tall and proud,
She roused the sun each morning
To kiss the earth below
Then set it, as if sleeping.

The younger was an elegant blue,
A shy but intelligent mare,
She summoned the moon and stars,
Each night, with delicate care

One day, the younger grew restless,
Her sister bathed in the spotlight,
While she lingered in the shadows,
In the corner, out of sight.

Day, by day, bit by bit,
Jealousy gnawed at the younger,
Her beautiful night shunned for the day,
But in her mind, no longer.

Letting darkness consume her heart,
The younger let fear rule her night,
Embracing the nightmares of dreaming,
She challenged her subjects to fight.

No one rose to meet her,
All were cowering and frail,
But one certain princess pressed on,
For good, on the largest scale.

The older returned to fight her sister,
A clash resounded throughout,
Streaming lights danced in the sky,
While magic did scream and shout.

A terrible battle was fought that night,
An epic tale for history’s pages,
But the younger soon beat her sister,
Proving the better of the mages.

The older so desperate to stop her,
She brought forth her greatest asset,
The Elements of Harmony,
Were her best and final bet.

The battle died down in a flash of colour,
The younger flung screaming into the sky,
While her tearful sister stood below
Wishing her a bitter goodbye.

Dust was scattered, ashes burned
History written, lessons learned
Banished was she, that mistress of fright
In order to dispel her endless night