I don't have a muse, I have a mule. Early-onset arthritis in both thumbs inspired the handle. If you like pencil art, czech out my DeviantArt page. http://wisdom-thumbs.deviantart.com/
When nature ran wild and free, ponies had only begun to dream, and a different moon roamed these skies. So it might have stayed, had the deer in their pride not turned to Wrath and to Ruin. That time is gone, but its legacy—and its lessons—remain.
(cancelled with a bonus chapter) It was a land where dark defeated light, where an eye cost an eye, and clouds defeated pegasi. It knew not sun nor moon, for steel ruled that land... Until dragons filled the sky, and a knight came to find out why.