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// Twilight and Arngeir 
// Story: Luna and the Dovakiin (Poem) 
// by Okhlahoma Beat-Down 
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Twilight went to the top of the mountain,
she did see the girls at the town fountain.
The castle had just been spotted,
as a keen map maker, she'd be first to have it plotted.

When she did reach the top of the 9000 steps, she was tired as hell.
Now all she had to do was ring the ebony bell.
Instead of greeted with a simple hoof-hold,
she was met by a man who saw  her shiverring in the cold.

'Great Talos!' He cried, producing a quilt,
she was wrapped into it and into the building, surprisingly well built.
Ancient stone made up the walls, 
and ancient artifacts lined the halls.

The old man lowered her to a table, 
where in standing up she was  surprisingly able.
'Well, little pony what brings you here?
Have you come to speak with Arngeir?'

Twilight was worried, what if he attacks?
She was far too tired to summon an axe.
'I have come to see what this was,
I presume up here you haven't seen many a horse?'

'We rarely go down, we are rather old,
we train in Thu'ums, like in days of old.'
He gave the lavender unicorn a friendly grin,
He then gave her a bottle of gin.

Twilight became quite drunk,
making comments about her friends and saying Rarity was a skunk.
Staggering out with a lot of bottles in her aura,
she trotted home, pretending she was an explorer.

She went back to Ponyville,
she crested the hill.
'Where have you been?'
'We thought you'd been killed!'

Twilight didn't care, she was in a stupor,
she got Rarity drunk, she said she was 'super!'
The only thing she remembered was a a voice loud to hear,
it was from the mountains, 'Goodbye' shouted old Arngeir.