Something From the Archives (and a few words on new story)

A few weeks ago I was challenged by a friend to conceptualise and write a poem about Luna in twenty minutes. Check below the break for the full thing, unedited! (And also a few words on new fic beneath that.)

Verily confused, immensely perturbed,
I peeled back the veneer, my mind was disturbed.
I was shocked beyond measure, my throat had no words,
I could scarcely believe what I’d learned!

Here in the abyss that was my own mind,
my darkest recesses, an unholy shrine,
I pieced together the fragments to find
that my sister had quaffed my red wine!

I could scarcely remember but it must’ve been last night,
I was finished with patrolling the scape at first light.
I resigned to my quarters only to find
that the chateauneuf du pape had been swiped!

I ran to her bedroom, I bellowed and yelled,
the guards said ‘come back later, Celestia’s not well’.
I told them to fuck off, I could easily tell
that she was nursing the hangover from hell!

I could smell it from here, the stench of her bile,
it was clear that my sister hadn’t bathed in a while.
Resigned to her bed like a flu ridden child...
Poetic justice! I couldn’t help but smile.

That’s what the bitch gets for pinching my beverage,
next time she wants something I might use this as leverage.
What she didn’t realise is that I’ve got a better fix,
I’ve still got a whole bottle of moscatel sherry hid!

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I made no promises as to the quality. In other news, I have a new story ready for release, just waiting for a good time to post.

How's everyone's days going? Can you guess who my next story is centred around from the post above?

How about now? It's the longest oneshot I've written so far, and a bit of a departure from my usual writing style. I'm hoping it'll be well received!

Comments

[abronie]

Hell yeah, Luna best pone.

[Stormgnome]

That poem!

And it's night time over here so my day is over or beginning, and so far doing good.