The Journal of Twilight Sparkle – 3rd December 1007
There are no mistakes; that’s something I learnt from my mentor a long time ago. Now, I think I realise it. It might have taken another accident for me to notice, but now I know and now I know how I can solve everything. I can make everything the way it was a few weeks ago when we were all happy and I was truly so.
As an extra note, a backfire will not hurt as long as it doesn’t hit the pain centre in the brain; being left to rebound into every other node and synapse that it can instead. I have absolutely no idea what I am feeling right now… but it feels good, I feel focussed and alive for the first time in weeks. Yet there is a core within me, I can feel it, I can feel the heat it radiates and it drives me onwards towards this goal.
Happiness was only a mere substitute for the real thing; this emotion is practical and I can use it to regain what I lost. There is a niggling fear in the back of my head that, once I do this, there will be no coming back. Once I start climbing this mountain, I can only keep going to the top or fall back to my death. But as somepony probably once said: Once you burn one bridge, make sure that the maps say there was never a bridge in the first place.
For the greater good,
Twilight Sparkle.