You have.....Beautiful Eyes..

Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice
But a rainbow's easy once you get to know it
With the help of the magic of a pegasus device

Let's delve deeper into rainbow philosophy
Far beyond that of Cloudsdale's mythology
It's easy to misjudge that floating city
With it's alluring decor and social psychology
But with all great things comes a great responsibility
That of Cloudsdale's being weather stability
How, you ask, are they up to the task
To which the answer is in a simple facility

In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through....

( Drawn in MSPAINT, This depicts Scootaloo's Last moments as Dashie looms over her.. I know the proportions are way off, but Give me a break, its MSPAINT. )

( I am also addicted to the song, Found here. [link] )


( Quick Synapses of the fic this was inspired by, The Rainbow Factory:

Pegasuses who fail their flight test are taken to the rainbow factory, their bones are cracked by a machine and they are dropped in and the machine basically grinds them up and takes the color to make the rainbows. Isn't really that pleasant to think about..... )

Read it here.
[link]

Enjoy.