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will never be finished
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:iconloopsorspool:
loopsorspool Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2015
I say it is finished. Don't forget the fallen.
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U92n Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
It may not be finished, but it make it look like she is the remaining member of the troops.
The outlines look like ghosts of the fallen.
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DragonstarV99 Featured By Owner Apr 26, 2014
Aweome job
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Dozorniy Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2013
подумалось очень мрачное что единственная цветная единорожка жива и возвращается в окружении духов не вернувшихся друзе
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Aredanus Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2013
The fallen shall be forever remembered, as the Princess's kindest.
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gh22 Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2013
"And it is said that if you look across the battlefield at sunset and listen real close you can still hear the faint sound of marching hoofs and drums as well as the spectral army as it marches cross the field to a peace they will never reach."  
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jonnyboom Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2013
I think it works. The spirits of her fallen comrades march with her forever...
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Bigstrital Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2013
awww... Thats to bad it look epic.
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alexwarlorn Featured By Owner May 30, 2013
She's the only member of her platoon left.
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:iconflutteryuu:
FlutterYuu Featured By Owner May 27, 2013  Student General Artist
it looks finished to me
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:iconthelastlonewolf:
thelastlonewolf Featured By Owner May 25, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
"GHOST ARMY. DO IT!"
WHAT THAT GUY SAID!
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thelastlonewolf Featured By Owner May 25, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
damn shame. bet it would of been awesome.
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KingArthur5 Featured By Owner May 18, 2013
"Will never be finished"
Wow, that's powerful. I already had a sence that this wasn't a WiP, because you don't post them, but those words makeit all the more significant.
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:iconfleshsong:
fleshsong Featured By Owner May 15, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
...but might inspire someone.
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xn-d Featured By Owner May 15, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Напомнило
Хотя и не совсем подходит под пустыню
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Sajtosparizsi Featured By Owner May 15, 2013
GHOST ARMY. DO IT!
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:iconmagicoddeffect:
magicoddeffect Featured By Owner May 12, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Actually, since it's unfinished, it looks like she's marching with a platoon of ghosts.
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angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner May 12, 2013
Wardrum beat a lonesome rhythm, eyes closed as she marched along the empty plain. She could feel the fading heat of the sun against her back, whispering the coming of night, but still she marched alone. It was the least she could do on this day.

Memories burn deep.

She remembered all of their names, all of their marks. Winchester, Lancer, Ensign, Driller; all ponies of war, marching out to face death with a sneer. They had engaged and pushed their enemy back for six days, and this was to be their last open battle before the 43rd battalion relieved them to carry on the fight. One more day of gunpowder smoke, and two days of well-earned rest would follow.

Archer had been smiling that day, loudly bragging that he was going to enjoy his date the night after the battle. The others ribbed and teased him—perhaps they had been jealous, or were giving him some strange form of encouragement. Wardrum hadn't joined them; she had been beating their march, guiding their formation over the rocky plain, but she had smiled at their antics. They had been so alive then.

Old Crackerjack had a limp. He'd been shot in his right hind leg only two days before, but he stoically carried on, never letting it even slow him down. Many of the younger colts found themselves looking up to him, inspiring them to be tougher than nails and harder than diamond. The old stallion would put on a air of indifference, but Wardrum would catch him smiling at the young ones as they tried to emulate him.

Hoist had been the youngest; eager, too. The greenest of the bunch, she marched proudly while holding her flag high, but still she would miss steps in the marching rhythm. Wardrum remembered when she tripped, and Ensign had called the whole division to a halt while he berated her about poise and duty. Hoist had been close to tears by the time the march resumed, but there was still that sparkle in her eye. It said that she was proud, and she was determined, and she would fight even her own body's weakness to prove it. She struggled, but her flag never dipped again.

Not while she was alive.

Sharpeye had been their scout and lookout, even after the loss of one of her namesakes. Everypony had taken to calling her "Glass-eye," but only the bravest to her face. She was a whirlwind in combat, and deadly accurate with her rifle, lance, or hooves. She was a great pony, a great friend. An orphan, Wardrum remembered that she'd dreamed of having foals of her own, and of being there for them. She'd dreamed of giving them a life worth living.

Memories burn deep.

All too vividly, Wardrum remembered the ambush. It was sudden and quick, and over half the division was dead or wounded before they knew what was happening. She saw Hoist fall beside her, the top of her head sprouting a throwing axe. She heard a cry from Archer, and it ended in a gurgle of blood. All around her, screams pierced her ears, and confusion rattled those still standing.

Ensign had been standing by her side, and he reacted quickly, lowering his flagstaff and charging into the enemy. She watched helplessly as several javelins sprouted from his side, ending his charge long before he ever reached them.

A gunshot went off; old Crackerjack, now with fresh wounds, smiled as blood ran from the corner of his mouth. His rifle was smoking, and one of their enemy fell. The rest of the ponies heard the shot, and immediately they all became focused, unslinging their rifles and lances, and issuing a warcry as they sent more lead at their enemy. Wardrum, feeling ready to fight again, changed the beat of her drum into a battlesong.

She saw the stone the moment before it hit her temple. A glancing blow, it hit with such force she fell to the ground. A moment of dizziness, and she felt her consciousness leaving her. As the world faded to black, she heard the brave shouts of the soldiers, her friends, slowly vanishing. The last thing she saw was Hoist's flag, standing tall as she held it in death.

She didn't know how long it was before she came to, but the world was dark when her eyes opened. She felt weak, and might have lay there and died if she hadn't kicked her drum. The sound reminded her of what happened, and of her duty. She had stood, then, and struggled back to camp to try and give a report. The whole way back, she had cried.

It had taken five years for the fighting to stop. Now she walked this same path, three years after peace had been declared, and all the wounds still felt fresh. Even after all this time, she wondered if it had all been her fault, beating the drum as they marched. Had she alerted the enemy to their presence? Was she responsible for all this?

The soft pap of a tear hitting the drum accompanied her lonesome march. She kept moving forward, marching in her memories.

She could never forget; memories burn deep.
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RedAngelz123 Featured By Owner May 1, 2014
I read it with this: www.youtube.com/watch?v=0P47yv…
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:iconangelic-rhapsody:
angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner May 3, 2014
On one hand:
THAT IS AN AWESOME MUSIC!  Haunting, rousing, and utterly gorgeous.  Thank you much for sharing.

On the other hand:
You're putting THAT next to THIS?  I mean...kinda over my league, here.  Feeling rather outclassed and unworthy.


But, really, thanks for sharing.  ^_^
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:iconredangelz123:
RedAngelz123 Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014
your welcome I rarely read this kind of stories.
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:iconbrutalityinc:
BrutalityInc Featured By Owner May 30, 2013
[Roaring applause]
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alexwarlorn Featured By Owner May 30, 2013
Prepare to face the life long horrors of survivor's guilt.
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BrutalityInc Featured By Owner May 31, 2013
I pity her.
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:iconthelastlonewolf:
thelastlonewolf Featured By Owner May 25, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
holy shit...I got goose bumps like 5 times...that was good.
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angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013
Glad you enjoyed it. ^_^

In the spirit of friendliness, I shall [link] you to something completely unrelated, but, hopefully, equally enjoyable.

I will then apologize for the blatant self-promotion.

Sorry. -_-;
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thelastlonewolf Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
got to read that and wow....is there more?
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:iconangelic-rhapsody:
angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2013
Some, but nothing I'd call ready for public consumption.
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:iconthelastlonewolf:
thelastlonewolf Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
hey, I might as well blatantly self promote; can you check out my drawings? xD
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griffin535 Featured By Owner May 16, 2013
Holy... Shit... Did you just come up with that, or is it from an actual story? O_O
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angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner May 17, 2013
I just made it up.

I mean, I am writing a story, but this isn't from it. The picture is awesome, and I felt I wanted to say that it was already finished. Only, instead of just saying it, I'd prove it.

Glad you liked it. ^_^
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BrutalityInc Featured By Owner May 31, 2013
I wish I could write just as good as you could.
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:iconangelic-rhapsody:
angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2013
Read dictionaries for fun.

No, I kid. Seriously, if you want to wordsmith, then I suggest reading poems. If you hate the likes of Frost and Longfellow, then work with hip-hop and slam poetry. Here, uh...
[link]
[link]
Stuff like that. Listen to the wordplay, and imagine. From there, it is a simple matter of making it your own.

Second bit, practice. Even if all you do is write one haiku a day, you're doing something. On occasion, try browsing DeviantArt and find some picture that inspires you—like this one, or this over here:
[link]
Don't worry if you are unsatisfied with the result—I so very much wish I could edit these. Just practice. Write.

Inspire.
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griffin535 Featured By Owner May 19, 2013
If you can create something this good on the fly, I would LOVE to be able to read your story.
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:iconangelic-rhapsody:
angelic-rhapsody Featured By Owner May 23, 2013
Hey, link's in the signature.

I am quite busy these days, however, so updates have slowed to a crawl. Still writing, just...slowly.
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MERKLEYtheDRUNKEN Featured By Owner May 11, 2013
...does already look great as it is!
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Sonic4ever-yea Featured By Owner May 11, 2013
W THE NEW LUNAR REPUBLIC
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ceraperduta Featured By Owner May 8, 2013
I was looking at this while listening to Laibach's "Nippon"... can't stop the feelings...
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Mcnutty97 Featured By Owner May 7, 2013
you always give me the feels Ughhhhhh
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DrMarathon Featured By Owner May 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I don't know if you should finish this or Leave as it is. The others seem like the ghosts of her fallen comrades. A grim reminder of the price of war.
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TemporalTwins Featured By Owner May 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I think you should maybe draw some tears to tie the feeling of loss into the piece a bit more, but it's incredible either way
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iIsMe95 Featured By Owner May 7, 2013
I...actually had this exact thought. You're a time traveling wizard, aren't you?
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DrMarathon Featured By Owner May 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Fucking Doctor Strange is My Avatar. What do you think? Joke
It's all good.
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Ahknorai Featured By Owner May 7, 2013
In a way you could think of this as finished.
She could be a lone drummer imagining herself with a group. Kind of like a longing to be part of a group.
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ClockworkSprocket Featured By Owner May 6, 2013
I'm laughing at the poor stallion to the left holding his rifle backwards.

Sad as it is to see that something of this scale will never be finished, that only means you're working on other amazing pictures. I will eagerly await your next piece. :)

(TOTALLY NOT HOPING FOR A CONTINUATION OF THE SCREWLOOSE STORY. NOPE. REAAAAALLY NOT HOP- Okay I am.)
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Reese8 Featured By Owner May 7, 2013
That's what I thought at first, but, looking more closely, that appears to just be how the rifle is carried; the other rifleponies have theirs worn in the same manner.
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DrMarathon Featured By Owner May 7, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
If you must maybe this will make you fell better.

Detective Arcane"Deadalus" Shadow:
* Uses a Xyngese nerve knockout spell to the Earth Pony*
*points Colt hoof revolver (the barrel tipped with a sound suppression device) on the back of the doctors head*
Your friend here will be incapacitated for at least an hour. You will let the mare leave with me so I don't have to pull the trigger.
doctor: Just who do you think you are we were in the middle of treating this patient!
Detective Shadow: I think I am the Inventor of both Smokeless Gun Powder and of the Fire Arm Sound Suppressor. Know listen here a weapon fitted with both of those pointed directly at the back of your skull. I was hired to escort Miss Screw out of the premises so I suggest you let me do so.
doctor: You can't get away with this, you will be..
Detective Shadow: Nothing. It would be easy to dispose of the evidence, not to mention make all records of your existence disappear. Miss Screw can you move?
Screw Loose: Ye-s-s-s-s-s-s than-k-k-k yo-uu.
Detective Shadow: Good, come here.
Screw Loose: *trots to the detectives side*
*Uses Xyngese knockout spell on the doctor*
A sly smile appears on the detectives face. Shadow and Screw Loose walk out of the padded room, afterwards he closed the steel door behind him and used a flame spell to weld the door shut.
Detective Shadow: Let's leave.
They both trot to the front desk were an undercover Nurse Redheart was waiting for them.
Nurse Redheart: I am guessing she's the one.
Detective Shadow: Yeah.
Nurse Redheart: Did you have to brag about your patent's?
Detective Shadow: You have a point.

Half an hour later and a strangely quiet, three hour train ride to Ponyville plus a five minute trot to the front of a familiar house. Shadow, Redheart and Screw Loose stand in front of the door, Shadow moves in to knock and is stopped by Doctor Sun Stable opening the door for them.

Detective Shadow: Sun, perfect she is Miss Scre-.

Screw Lose gallops towards Doctor Sun Stable embracing him in a warm long overdue hug and of course Miss Screw is dry it's thanks to a dry spell from Shadow done before entering the train something about the conductor not letting a wet filly in.

Doctor Sun Stable: I can't thank you enough.
Detective Shadow: Watt are friends for? Plus you should't thank me yet, not until I clean the records of her being there.
Doctor Sun: Okay, do you want to come in?

Redheart and Shadow walk in with Stable and Screew loose. The evening was passed drinking tea and in the case of Shadow a Gin and tonic from the Globe Bar in Doctor stables living room. Nothing better than reminiscing with old friends right?
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Sire-Sword Featured By Owner May 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Never ever?
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sushimytaco Featured By Owner May 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Hmm guys i believe he means something more deeper, by his statement "Will never be finished".
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Reese8 Featured By Owner May 6, 2013
Good point, actually... "fail will never be finished"?
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