[Forlorn Ascension]|[Rites of Dominion]

by Desrium

A Poem For Startrot

An urchin trudging down at the bottom
Caught up in the tar
Heart so bold
Dreaming of the stars
Knows he’s got a story to be told
But doesn’t know where to start
He only knows his name is Phineas Startrot.

And Phineas Startrot,
The one Equestria forgot,
Lived the life of a drifter
Moving hither to thither
Lost without direction
No direction, no soul
Caught up in everything with no sense of control
This life had no meaning and he wanted more
Intrepid Startrot just had to break the mold.

Enter the Federation
The pride of the nation
Join and do your part
To one day stand with a hero's heart
Surmount every trial
With every trial comes strength
No victory gained without going great lengths.

He pushed with a vigor;
He promised himself.
He stood out from the rest,
Dedication and discipline
Through study he passed every single test.
In his blood is determination
He had to be the best.

But he went too far.
To pursue his quest
Virtues he marred.
Patience and understanding,
Understanding and compassion
Were things the pony never thought of having.
Not fit to lead,
Made him a Chief Engineer
To learn the traits he would need.

But fate is so cruel!
He never had the chance!
Phineas was cast out into space
A victim of circumstance.
Few would fare well in his situation without falter;
Not after seeing true horror.
Haunted he will be on his journey so stellar.
Time ticks away, stories written with no author.

All that he knew is dust in the void.
A galaxy at war with virtues devoid.
Out from the darkness an old enemy makes itself known.
But there is a reckoning approaching,
In time there only will
When the one forgotten rises from his throne
And as they are so willing to kill
As their fury makes them blind
So too will he pay them back in kind.

- Forlorn Ascension