User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7345250-20160215014001


 * Golden Age sighs. Did Decibelle leave? In any case, if she really is going to stay in Trotham, she ought to find some way of occupying herself.


 * The Timber Fang ought to be filling up soon. Maybe meeting with the public will do her-


 * Oh. Wait. She's back.

[Click]

Golden Age: "But Dessy... This was all my fault anyhow. And how am I going to explain to Cap'n that  killed a pony over him?!"


 * The sheet of poetic script is in considerably worse condition than the letters.


 * The transcript clears up only a little:


 * Of one pony I sing


 * Who trekked from yonder Trot


 * To find a sacred spring


 * Ere [indecipherable]


 * This filly [indecipherable]


 * Stout of nerve and [indecpiherable]


 * [indecipherable]


 * For city and nation.


 * Daughter of [indecipherable]


 * Who founded that city


 * On stone, and cloud, and grain, and earth


 * In honor of all ponies' worth


 * [indecipherable]


 * [indecpherable]


 * [indecipherable]


 * [indecipherable]

Celestia: "Something tells me this is a long story."