The Poetic Chapters of MLP (Reference)

by Experimenteer

Chapter 61 - The Windigos

The Windigos
By Scarlet Reign

Icy glare it's petals dance,

Its deadly touch would leave a trance.

Its firmness softness, its spiky thorn,

Would send a chilling, relentless mourn.

Oh how I feel, the touch of grace,

To emerge myself, from inner place.

Where I cannot move, I froze with fear,

To found myself standing, upon the sphere.

(Note: So yeah, I haven't notice anyone has been given credit to the Windigos on the episode: Hearth's Warming Eve. So, here it is, not much to tell, but I must give my tribute to them at least. XD