Sometimes the challenges we face are of our own making and sometimes they step out of the shadows and draw a line to cross.

Follow a pony on a night out at their favorite spot. It was only going to be a night like all the other nights at the club. This pony planned on dancing the night away to some groovy tunes and maybe catch a glimpse of the most famous of DJs but when they have a chance to actually meet their hero; life opens new doorways into adventure.
Come on the pony's adventure of discovering one's self as they fight for their right to party.

In a nutshell, this is a story told in poem form all about a club, a random OC blank flank, and the finding of their special talent as a late bloomer.

I was challenged in a workshop to do this. Enjoy.

Grim Rune had lost everything that defined him as a pony of privilege when an attack by changelings left him without a home. With his village and possibly parents gone forever and no help from the Princesses; he'll have little choice but to venture out into the world to make his own way.
Handicapped (Hoof-i-capped?) spiritually and physically; Rune begins his journey towards enlightenment.
There is hope that he gains a real education of the world that is not always in black and white nor night and day, but will the revelations and meaning of friendship be enough to save him from the dark path he travels?

His magic sure hopes not but Equestria better sure hope so.

First fic so constructive criticism is welcomed. Please excuse any poor grammar; I really did try my best.