Uploaded October 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
A Song to tease a long upcoming Audiobook.
This was the less good outtake of what Suno produced, the better song will be in the Reading itself.
Genre: dark acoustic folk with eerie campfire storytelling, children’s ghost story atmosphere, hushed and haunting with subtle dissonance
[verse 1 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
They say Pinkie went walking, down a lonely lane,
With Raven and Troubleshoes, through the dark and rain.
A cottage stood waiting, with shadows inside,
A mare named Loving Descent, with nowhere to hide.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[verse 2 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
Candles were burning, the crystal ball glowed,
Pinkie wore her veil, and her strange voice flowed.
She spoke of spirits crying, cold and near,
And everypony trembled, caught between dread and fear.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[verse 3 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
Her smile grew wider, too wide to be real,
Her eyes turned hollow, with a hatred to conceal.
She whispered “burning, burning, can’t you feel my love?”
Till the walls turned black, dripping from above.
[bridge – low droning tones, tense acoustic build with ghostly hums, atmospheric unease rising like a ghost story twist]
They say the mare was swallowed whole,
Dragged by wood and shadow’s toll.
Pinkie laughed, or maybe cried,
And something else stood by her side.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[outro – quiet fading guitar, soft crackle like a fire dying down, hushed eerie whisper tones, leaving the story unfinished and haunting]
Troubleshoes swore it was just a dream,
But he ran away fast, away from the scene.
And if you pass that cottage when the night grows thin,
They say you’ll hear Pinkie whisper again…
“You still wanna be friends?”
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A Song to tease a long upcoming Audiobook.
This was the less good outtake of what Suno produced, the better song will be in the Reading itself.
Genre: dark acoustic folk with eerie campfire storytelling, children’s ghost story atmosphere, hushed and haunting with subtle dissonance
[verse 1 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
They say Pinkie went walking, down a lonely lane,
With Raven and Troubleshoes, through the dark and rain.
A cottage stood waiting, with shadows inside,
A mare named Loving Descent, with nowhere to hide.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[verse 2 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
Candles were burning, the crystal ball glowed,
Pinkie wore her veil, and her strange voice flowed.
She spoke of spirits crying, cold and near,
And everypony trembled, caught between dread and fear.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[verse 3 – whispered acoustic guitar, soft plucked strings, distant wind-like pads, unsettling yet playful like fillies telling a scary tale]
Her smile grew wider, too wide to be real,
Her eyes turned hollow, with a hatred to conceal.
She whispered “burning, burning, can’t you feel my love?”
Till the walls turned black, dripping from above.
[bridge – low droning tones, tense acoustic build with ghostly hums, atmospheric unease rising like a ghost story twist]
They say the mare was swallowed whole,
Dragged by wood and shadow’s toll.
Pinkie laughed, or maybe cried,
And something else stood by her side.
[chorus – haunting childlike harmonies, minor key acoustic strumming, eerie folk ballad tone, campfire group singing under the moonlight]
Around the fire we whisper low,
Is it real? We’ll never know.
Luna’s light, it hides the end,
Would you still wanna be her friend?
[outro – quiet fading guitar, soft crackle like a fire dying down, hushed eerie whisper tones, leaving the story unfinished and haunting]
Troubleshoes swore it was just a dream,
But he ran away fast, away from the scene.
And if you pass that cottage when the night grows thin,
They say you’ll hear Pinkie whisper again…
“You still wanna be friends?”
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#scary







![SONG FOR: MLP Fanfic: How Many Coronations Does One Pony Need?
Link to Audiobook: https://youtu.be/EZHNA8zLNOU
Genre: Comedic theatrical pop with light orchestral elements, witty storytelling, playful sarcasm, warm friendship focus, observer narration, humorous but heartfelt tone inspired by slice-of-life My Little Pony scenes
[verse 1 — playful theatrical pop, light orchestral bounce]
The castle’s buzzing, ribbons tied,
Another crown, another ride.
Silk and gold and royal cheer,
Funny how we’ve all been here.
Three friends arguing in the glow,
Of mirrors, magic, and ego.
One rolls her eyes, one counts the facts,
One just wants the truth intact.
[verse 2 — witty cabaret pop, mischievous flair]
She says, “Didn’t this already happen once?”
With folded arms and sharpened fronts.
“Seems a little unfair to me,
All this pomp for royalty.”
Words fly fast, semantics bite,
Jealous, envious—define it right.
And somewhere in the banter’s flame,
A dangerous idea takes its name.
[chorus — comedic pop anthem, bright and bouncy]
How many crowns is enough to wear?
How many times can destiny glare?
Some ponies rule, some ponies choose,
Some win quietly, some just lose.
It’s not about the wings you earn—
It’s who you stand with in the turn.
[verse 3 — warm mid-tempo pop, reflective]
She lists the feats that history forgets,
Time itself bent without regrets.
Spells repaired, futures saved,
More than one world narrowly braved.
An observer sees the logic land,
Even if the throne won’t change her plans.
Power measured not in height,
But in walking forward, owning night.
[verse 4 — cozy conversational pop, affectionate]
The answer comes, calm and clear,
“No crown could give me what I have here.”
No hunger for a marble seat,
No need for cheers on every street.
A school to guide, a life to share,
Two steady hearts that prove she’s there.
Some victories don’t come with applause,
Just quiet joy and chosen cause.
[chorus — fuller arrangement, confident and warm]
How many crowns is enough to claim?
How many titles before it’s the same?
You don’t need wings to rise above,
Or a throne to prove your love.
It’s not about who kneels or bows—
It’s knowing when to say “not now.”
[bridge — playful instrumental break, cheeky tone]
A glance at the clock, a flash of light,
Someone’s late to do the right thing right.
Trains depart, plans fall through,
Life laughs softly when it wants to.
[final chorus — celebratory comedic pop, resolved]
So let the banners climb the sky,
Let trumpets sound as crowns pass by.
Some ponies rule, some ponies reign,
Some stay happy, some complain.
In the end, the truth is plain—
Not every victory needs a name.
[outro — lighthearted fade, amused and content]
Another coronation, bright and grand…
Still feels like two might be a bit much, though.
Welcome to Song For:
This is a series where I will be creating songs for my favorite past Fanfiction Readings, that come from a time before AI Generated music was a thing.
Click on the video to be taken to the Audiobook that I hope might get another chance at attention from my newer listeners.
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#music
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#trixie
#theatricalpop SONG FOR: MLP Fanfic: How Many Coronations Does One Pony Need?](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/bBXyYsMCx3I/mqdefault.jpg)


![SONG FOR: MLP Fanfic: The Mayonnaise Incident
Link to Audiobook: https://youtu.be/zhRwyd53ZME
Genre: Comedic dramatic musical that builds into epic disaster-movie intensity, Starts playful with bouncy cartoon folk-pop, then escalates with orchestral drums, brass, and choir, ending in apocalyptic rock opera energy, Silly yet grand, mixing My Little Pony episode song charm with cinematic catastrophe
[verse 1 – light, bouncy tempo]
In Bridlewood the sun was high,
Hitch stopped by to say hi.
Sandwiches and silly snacks,
Unicycled tools in stacks.
[pre-chorus – quirky, playful]
But Izzy whispered with a grin,
“Wanna know where the jinx begins?
It wasn’t magic, wasn’t fate…
It all began with what we ate.”
[chorus – steady, dramatic march]
Mayonnaise! Mayonnaise!
They covered their coats in a creamy haze!
Every jar, every hoof, every mane,
They fought the lice in the white domain.
[verse 2 – tempo quickens]
The fillies slipped, the filly ran,
Alphabittle had a plan.
But Pencil shouted “Never, no!”
And shaved her mane instead of mayo.
[bridge – intensity rises, drums rolling]
The drains are groaning, the pipes erupt,
The showers flooding, the streets corrupt.
A tidal wave of white disgrace,
The mayonnaise consumes the place!
[chorus – faster, louder, urgent]
Mayonnaise! Mayonnaise!
The town was lost in a frothy blaze!
From the homes to the fields to the castle door,
A creamy doom they could not ignore!
[breakdown – frantic, explosive]
Volcano bursting, sirens call,
Screams of ponies, buildings fall.
Through the flood they tried to run,
Bald and broken when it was done.
[final chorus – furious, apocalyptic climax]
Mayonnaise! Mayonnaise!
The curse that haunts to this very day!
In Bridlewood they’ll never say…
The terror of that Sinko De Mayo!
[outro – quiet, almost cheerful again]
And Izzy laughs with sparkling eyes,
“Best adventure of my life!”
Welcome to Song For:
This is a series where I will be creating songs for my favorite past Fanfiction Readings, that come from a time before AI Generated music was a thing.
Click on the video to be taken to the Audiobook that I hope might get another chance at attention from my newer listeners.
Podcast
https://anchor.fm/mysteryponyfiction
Patreon
https://www.patreon.com/TMFF
Discord
https://discord.gg/YUM6uZ7A
Ko-Fi
https://ko-fi.com/mysteryponyfiction SONG FOR: MLP Fanfic: The Mayonnaise Incident](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/cTn8EhFzns0/mqdefault.jpg)