For this, your crime
Of old, ancient time
Pray you never hear the Grindclock chime.
The mountain you climb
And covered with grime
Pray you never hear the Grindclock chime.
... ...
"The Grindclock...?" A hooded traveler whispered, having finished reading the inscription in front of the cracked, once-sealed door deep in an ancient burial crypt. "Spike!" She said again.
A purple bipedal lizard with spikes on its back startled and hurried over to the hooded equine form from where he was marveling at a large pile of gems. "Yes, Twilight?" 'Spike' said.
The hooded traveler, Twilight, turned and threw back her hood. "Another note."
"Right," the small lizard said. He pulled a roll of parchment and a quill from seemingly nowhere, and cleared his throat for her to continue.
"Upon further investigation of the ruin," Twilight said, Spike's quill scratching, "I have found, in addition to enough bits to make me never want again, varying weapons, and a couple mythical Again-Walkers, otherwise known as Draugr, a door that was sealed upon creation- but now cracked to oblivion -and a pedestal in front of it, inscribed in ancient equestrian, containing a verse about a 'Grindclock'. Will investigate further."
"Further?!" Spike spluttered, "What if there are more of those Draugr things walking around?!"
"Relax, Spike; I've got it under control," the Alicorn said, turning towards and walking through the largest crack in the door. Spike hurried after her before she disappeared, and groaned.
"That's a lot of stairs," he complained. And indeed there were; many, many flights of stairs circled above the two, more than a few creaking ominously.
"Whine, whine," was all he got in response. He huffed, but followed after.
After a while of climbing up the stairs, Spike complained again. "My feet hurt."
Twilight sighed. "Hop on," she said resignedly.
Spike clapped and rode Twilight like a...
Well, like a horse.
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Disclaimer:
I do not own MLP: FIM.
Let me know if you have any problems with my making a fic based off a card. Or not. That would be preferable.
Bad Joke Time!
To not learn Trigonometry...
Is a sin.
Hopefully you didn't die inside.
This has been BluAsh54... Signing out.