> The Journal Of The Two Sisters > by Crystal Aura > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Prologue > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Twilight Sparkle, nestled among the towering bookshelves of the Royal Sisters' library, was in her element. The History Section was a goldmine of lore and she was the eager prospector, sifting through each volume with a scholar's zeal. Her hooves stumbled upon a tome that had seen better days, its pages torn and tattered. "Oh dear," she sighed, her eyes soft with empathy for the damaged book. "You're incomplete, but that doesn't mean your story isn't worth telling." With a quill poised in her magical aura, Twilight set about recording the remaining fragments. "There's a puzzle here, and I'm just the pony to solve it," she declared, her voice brimming with the thrill of a challenge. "Perhaps there are references to other books or historical events that can provide clues..." Twilight opened several other books around her, cross-referencing information and comparing notes. She scribbled down theories and possible connections, her mind working in overdrive as she engaged in her beloved research. As the moon rose to its nightly peak, Twilight finally tore her gaze from her work, a sense of tranquility washing over her. "The night sky is truly beautiful," she whispered, a smile playing on her lips. She carefully closed the books she had been using and neatly organized her notes, ensuring everything was in its rightful place. Twilight then walked over to the entrance, the cool night air brushing against her mane as she gazed up at the celestial wonders above. "It's moments like these that remind me of the harmony and balance that exists in our world," Twilight whispered, a sense of awe in her voice. "The day gives way to the night, and the night gives way to the day, creating an everlasting cycle of wonder and enchantment." A pang of guilt nudged her as she realized the time. "Spike, Starlight, I've kept them waiting," she fretted, quickly gathering her scrolls and the wounded book, placing them carefully in her saddlebag. She hurriedly straightened up the library, making sure everything was in order before trotting towards the door to open her wings and soar in the night sky, to her castle. Outside the Friendship Castle, Spike was pacing, his little dragon feet tapping out a rhythm of impatience. "Twilight and her books," he muttered, though his tone held more fondness than frustration. Starlight Glimmer joined him, her voice light and teasing. "She's probably lost in another epic tale of Equestrian history." As if on cue, the sound of wings flapping echoed in the distance, and Twilight landed, a mix of relief and sheepishness on her face. She approached her friends, taking a moment to catch her breath. "I'm so sorry, you two," she apologized, her heart in her words. "I got wrapped up in my research." Starlight's laugh was soft and understanding. "It's okay, Twilight. We know how much you love your studies." Spike's belly chose that moment to rumble loudly. "Can we maybe love some dinner now?" he asked, hopeful. Their shared laughter echoed as they headed inside, the warmth of their friendship as comforting as the evening meal they were about to enjoy. Starlight Glimmer, on her way to her own room after a satisfying dinner, spotted a faint glow emanating from the library. Curiosity piqued, she decided to investigate. As Starlight pushed open the library door, she found Twilight surrounded by books, her focus undiminished. The room was filled with an air of concentration, punctuated by the occasional rustling of pages. "Twilight, you're still at it?" she asked, her voice filled with gentle humor. Twilight looked up, her eyes alight with determination. "I haven't cracked this case yet, Starlight," she replied, her tone resolute. Starlight's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she observed the array of literature surrounding Twilight. "Any breakthroughs or new discoveries?" she inquired, her voice filled with genuine interest. Twilight shook her head, her expression momentarily crestfallen. "Not yet, but I refuse to give up. There must be something significant hidden within these pages," she replied, determination resurfacing in her voice. Starlight approached one of the bookshelves and picked up a random book, skimming through its pages. "Let me have a look. Maybe I can find it." Starlight said as she levitated the torn book into her hooves. “I’ve never read this book. At least not in your library. This must be waaay old! Have you considered reaching out to other scholars or consulting ancient libraries? Sometimes, different perspectives can shed new light on a mystery," she suggested, offering her insight. Twilight blinked in surprise, her expression reflecting a mix of curiosity and realization. "Ancient libraries... Canterlot Library? That's a brilliant idea, Starlight!" she exclaimed, a touch of astonishment in her voice. "I can't believe I didn't think of it before. It's one of the most extensive repositories of knowledge in all of Equestria!" Starlight's smile widened at Twilight's response. "I'm glad you agree, Twilight. Canterlot Library is renowned for its vast collection of books and historical records. It's the perfect place to continue your research." Twilight couldn't help but feel grateful for Starlight's insightful suggestion. "Oh my Celestia, Starlight, thank you for your fresh perspective. It seems I was too focused on the castle's library and didn't consider the broader range of resources available to us!" Starlight shook her head, a reassuring smile on her face. "Don't worry, Twilight. We all get caught up in our own routines and surroundings. That's why we have each other, to share ideas and offer different viewpoints," she reassured her friend, her voice brimming with encouragement. “You know what? Have a good night's sleep today and you can go to Canterlot tomorrow with a fresh mind.” “You're right. Thank you, Starlight. I’ll be turning in. Goodnight!” “Goodnight Twilight.” Starlight said as she yawned and trotted onward to her quarters. As the first light of morning crept into the castle, Twilight Sparkle was already up, enjoying a quick breakfast. Spike was there too, helping her pack for the trip to Canterlot. “Scrolls, check. Ink, check. Extra quill, check,” he listed off, placing each item into her saddlebag. “Thanks for the help, Spike,” Twilight said, giving him a grateful nod. “I’d probably forget my own tail if it wasn’t attached!” Spike chuckled, puffing out his chest a little. “Hey, what are assistants for?” he replied, his tone playful yet sincere. With her saddlebag packed, Twilight paused at the door, taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air. Spike hesitated for a moment. He looked at Twilight with a mix of determination and a touch of longing in his eyes. "Twilight," Spike began, his voice filled with sincerity, "do you think... I could come along with you?" Twilight turned to him, surprised but smiling. “Of course, Spike! But what about the school?” she asked, her tone gentle. Spike’s face fell a little. “I guess I just miss our old adventures, you know?” he admitted, scuffing a foot on the ground. Twilight’s smile softened. “"I miss those days too, Spike... and I understand. Why don’t you check with Starlight? If she’s okay handling things here, you can come with me,” she suggested, her voice encouraging. Spike's eyes widened with surprise, his initial hesitation giving way to a growing sense of anticipation. "You mean... I could really come with you?" he asked, a tinge of hope filling his voice. Twilight nodded, her smile brightening. "Absolutely, Spike. I trust Starlight's abilities, and I believe she can handle the responsibilities of the Friendship School," she replied, her voice filled with reassurance. "And having you by my side would make this journey even more special." Spike's excitement bubbled over as he realized the possibilities that lay before them. "I'll go talk to Starlight right away!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with determination and dashed off to find Starlight. He returned moments later, beaming. “She said it’s fine! I can go!” he exclaimed, barely able to contain his excitement. Twilight laughed, her heart light. “That’s great, Spike! Let’s get going then,” she said, her voice filled with anticipation. They took off, soaring through the sky towards Canterlot. As they flew, they chatted about the books they might find and the secrets they might uncover. Twilight adjusted her flight path to match Spike's, ensuring they flew side by side, their conversation flowing effortlessly amidst the rushing wind. "So, Spike, have you thought about what kind of adventures we might encounter on this journey?" Twilight asked, a sparkle of curiosity in her eyes. “Maybe we’ll find a book that hasn’t been read in a thousand years!” Spike said, his voice full of wonder. Twilight grinned, sharing his excitement. “Or discover a new kind of magic!” she added, her imagination taking flight alongside them. Spike's voice carried a sense of awe as he recounted their past triumphs. "Remember when we found that ancient tome that revealed the secrets of unicorn magic? Or when we solved the riddles to unlock the hidden chamber in the Crystal Empire?" he reminisced, his voice filled with fondness. Twilight's eyes sparkled with fond memories as she recalled those moments. "Yes, Spike. Each discovery brought us closer to understanding the magic of friendship and the vast possibilities it holds," she agreed, her voice tinged with pride. As Twilight Sparkle and Spike continued their flight, a familiar sight caught Spike's attention. He pointed with excitement as they flew over the majestic Canterlot Library, its grand architecture standing tall amidst the bustling city below. "Twilight, we're flying right over the Canterlot Library, but are we not heading in there?" he asked, confused. Twilight followed Spike's gaze and smiled. "Yes, we are," she replied, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "But, we're not stopping there. We're heading to the Royal Palace to meet with the princesses." Spike's eyes widened in surprise. "The princesses? What for?" he inquired, curiosity evident in his voice. Twilight's expression turned into glee, as she grinned from ear to ear. "We're on a mission to access the restricted section of the Canterlot Library!" "The restricted section? That's a big deal, Twilight!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with awe. Twilight nodded, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of anticipation and respect. "Indeed, Spike. It's a rare privilege, and we must approach it with great care and responsibility. I had the same expression when I had to help Sunset Shimmer with the Memory Stone. Oh, those books! I have to search through that hidden knowledge! This is great!” Before long, they arrived at Canterlot Castle. The guards bowed as they passed, and Twilight greeted them with a polite nod. Spike still wasn’t used to such formalities, but he followed Twilight’s lead. Twilight and Spike approached the grand courtroom of Canterlot Castle, their steps filled with purpose and reverence. As they reached the towering double doors, Twilight took a moment to compose herself, drawing in a deep breath to steady her nerves. With a wave of her magical aura, the doors swung open, revealing the resplendent sight of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna seated upon their thrones. Twilight stepped forward, her eyes filled with respect and gratitude as she addressed the royal sisters. "Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, thank you for granting us an audience," she spoke, her voice carrying a blend of admiration and humility. Celestia smiled warmly. “Twilight, my faithful student, you’re always welcome here,” she said, her tone as comforting as a sunny day. Luna, her gaze steady and knowing, spoke next. "Indeed, Twilight, it is good to see you seeking knowledge and guidance," she expressed, her voice carrying a soothing, ethereal quality. Twilight straightened herself, her eyes meeting those of the princesses with determination. "Princesses, we come before you today seeking permission to access the restricted section of Canterlot Library," she requested, her voice filled with a mixture of anticipation and reverence. "We believe that we can find clues about this tattered book which I found in your old castle not long ago." Celestia and Luna shared a knowing glance before the former sister addressed the pony in front of her. “Twilight, you understand the gravity of this knowledge. We trust you to use it wisely,” she said, her voice steady and reassuring. Luna’s voice was calm and supportive. “Let it guide you on your path,” she added, her tone echoing with authority. Twilight bowed deeply, her heart filled with gratitude. “Thank you. We’ll be careful,” she promised, her voice firm and resolute. Spike, standing tall beside her, added, “We won’t disappoint you.” "We shall accompany you, Twilight Sparkle and Spike, into the depths of the restricted section," Luna declared, her voice carrying a gentle authority as the four of them headed to the restricted section at the corner of the huge library. With a wave of their horns, Celestia and Luna summoned their magic. Two books floated forward from the shelves, their ancient pages fluttering gently in the air. With a resounding click, the door swung open, revealing a pathway veiled in shadows. Celestia motioned for Twilight and Spike to follow, her voice laced with a mixture of caution and encouragement. "Proceed with care, dear ones. The knowledge within this section is both potent and delicate," she cautioned, her voice resonating with wisdom. As they ventured deeper into the library's secret domain, the princesses' magic illuminated the path, casting a warm glow on the ancient tomes and scrolls that lined the shelves. After what felt like hours of traversing the depths of the restricted section, Twilight and Spike found themselves surrounded by a wealth of knowledge and ancient tomes. Celestia and Luna paused, their expressions filled with a mix of pride and contentment. Luna spoke, her voice gentle yet firm, "We entrust you, Twilight Sparkle and Spike, with the responsibility of overseeing the restricted section in our absence. The knowledge contained within these shelves must be safeguarded, shared wisely, and accessed only by those deemed worthy." Twilight's eyes widened in astonishment and excitement. To be entrusted with such a profound responsibility was a testament to her journey as a scholar and a princess. She stood tall, her voice filled with determination. "Princess Celestia, Princess Luna, I am honored and humbled by your trust. We promise to protect the knowledge here and ensure its responsible use," she vowed, her voice carrying the weight of her commitment. Spike, too, stood by Twilight's side, his loyalty and dedication unwavering. "You can count on us, Princesses. We'll guard this wisdom with our lives and ensure it benefits all of Equestria," he declared, his voice filled with determination. Celestia and Luna smiled, their eyes shimmering with pride. "We have no doubt that you will," Celestia affirmed, her voice carrying the weight of her faith in Twilight and Spike. Luna stepped forward, her gaze meeting Twilight's with intensity. "Remember, Twilight Sparkle, knowledge is a powerful tool, but it is your wisdom and discernment that will shape its impact on the world." With their final words of guidance, Celestia and Luna bid Twilight and Spike farewell, their forms fading into a gentle glow. As Twilight and Spike stood amidst the vast expanse of the restricted section, a surge of excitement coursed through Twilight's being. The shelves were lined with ancient tomes and scrolls, their pages filled with untapped knowledge and forgotten histories. The air crackled with an electric energy, whispering secrets and possibilities that were within her grasp. Twilight's eyes sparkled with a mixture of awe and anticipation as she scanned the shelves, taking in the titles and symbols that adorned the ancient books. Each one held the promise of discovery, an opportunity to uncover truths that shaped the course of Equestrian history. Her wings carried her from shelf to shelf, her heart racing with each new find. She marveled at the beautifully illustrated pages, the delicate calligraphy, and the knowledge waiting to be unlocked. The restricted section was a treasure trove, and Twilight felt an insatiable hunger to delve into its depths. “Oh Spike, can you believe it?! We get to search through these books! The books that ponies don’t even know exist! This is gooooooooooood!” Twilight melted, taking in the scent of books. Her horn emitted a soft glow as she carefully selected a book, its worn cover telling tales of centuries gone by. Twilight's eyes danced across the pages as she absorbed the words, her mind racing with connections and revelations. The joy of learning and discovery filled every inch of her being, reminding her why she had devoted her life to the pursuit of knowledge. Spike watched with a mix of amusement and admiration as Twilight lost herself in the pages of the book. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and he couldn't help but share in her excitement. He perched on her back, peering over her shoulder, eager to be part of this journey of exploration. “Woah, Twilight. Calm down. We’re here to search for the book you wanted. Let’s search for that and then you can soak up on all that goodness!” As Twilight and Spike delved into the vast knowledge of the restricted section, their primary goal remained at the forefront of their minds — to find clues about the torn book that had piqued their curiosity. Twilight floated a stack of books in front of her, carefully selecting those she felt might hold the key to unraveling the mystery. She scanned their titles, comparing them to the torn book's subject matter, and made mental notes of the ones she wished to peruse further. With a determined focus, Twilight settled into a comfortable spot, her eyes darting across the pages as she absorbed the information within. The hours slipped away as she delved deeper into the fascinating world of magic, history, and arcane secrets. Spike, on the other hoof, couldn't help but feel a bit bored amidst the piles of books surrounding him. He diligently sifted through various volumes, flipping through their pages with a touch of restlessness. His mind wandered, occasionally glancing over at Twilight, who was engrossed in her reading. "Spike, anything interesting?" Twilight asked, sensing her dragon friend's growing boredom. Spike let out a sigh, slumping slightly. "Not really, Twilight," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. "I've been searching through these books, but so far, I haven't found anything related to the book you found." The library’s vastness was both a blessing and a curse, filled with more knowledge than one could ever hope to explore in a lifetime. Twilight Sparkle understood Spike’s frustration; the search for information was daunting, but she couldn’t help feeling a thrill at the challenge. “I get it, Spike,” Twilight said, her voice calm and steady. “But don’t give up. We’ve found answers in the strangest places before, haven’t we?” Spike nodded, his spirits lifted by Twilight’s confidence. He resumed his search, his eyes scanning the titles with renewed interest. He realized he had been so focused on their main goal that he might have missed other valuable finds. Twilight watched Spike’s renewed efforts with a smile. “We’re here to learn, Spike. Who knows what other secrets these books hold?” she encouraged, her voice full of excitement. Spike’s gaze landed on a book with a golden title that sparkled under the library’s lights: ‘The Journal of the Two Sisters.’ His curiosity piqued, he carefully pulled it from the shelf. "What did you find, Spike?" Twilight inquired, noticing the glimmer of excitement in her friend's eyes. Spike held up the book, his voice filled with anticipation. "Twilight, look! It's 'The Journal of the Two Sisters.' I think this might hold some valuable insights," he exclaimed, his tone brimming with enthusiasm. Twilight’s eyes lit up with recognition. “That’s amazing, Spike! That journal could have so much history we’ve never heard before,” she said, her voice echoing her excitement. Spike handed her the book, his own excitement matching hers. “This could be the key we’ve been looking for, or at least a piece of the puzzle,” he said, his voice full of hope. "Spike," Twilight began, her voice filled with contemplation, "should we ask Princess Celestia and Princess Luna if it would be appropriate for us to read this journal?" Spike thought for a moment, then replied, “It’s their personal history, Twilight. Maybe we should ask first,” he suggested, his voice showing his understanding of the situation. Twilight agreed, but Spike’s impatience was hard to ignore. “Do we really need to ask, Twilight? We’re here to find answers,” he pressed, his voice filled with a hint of urgency. Twilight sighed, torn between her respect for the princesses and her own curiosity. “I suppose just this once, we can start reading. We’ll be careful with it,” she decided, her voice a mix of reluctance and excitement. They settled into a quiet corner of the library, the journal open between them. “The Journal Of The Two Sisters,” Twilight read aloud, her voice filled with wonder at the secrets that awaited them. > Celestia I > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dear Journal, Today I'm starting to write down my thoughts and what happens every day. I'm Princess Celestia, and I'm ten years old. My mom is Queen Galaxia and my dad is King Cosmos. They rule over Equus and they're really good at it. I'm excited to start this journal. My sister, Luna, who's seven, will write in here too. We'll share what we learn and do. Mom and Dad said it's good to write about things we like. I really like cake—it's so yummy! And bananas are great too. But I can't have cake all the time, so I'll keep that just between us, okay? Luna will write soon. We're supposed to take care of this journal and not read each other's parts until we're older. That'll be fun to do when we grow up. I can't wait to fill this journal with all our adventures and friends. Until next time, Princess Celestia (or Celly, if you prefer) > Luna I > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Greetings, Journal! I am Princess Luna, and we are certain my dear sister must have mentioned us in her earlier entries. Thou may notice that I write in a peculiar manner, using the Royal way of addressing others. However, perhaps we can make an exception for you, my trusted journal. I shall consult our Mother and Father on this matter. Just a moment, please. Oh, YES! I can write without the formalities! Hmmm... now, what shall I write about today? Ah, I have the perfect topic—my favorite flower, lavender! Lavender holds a special place in my heart. It is the most exquisite flower in all of Equus! Its delicate scent brings me such joy. Mother once told me that lavender is known for its calming properties, perfect for promoting restful sleep. By the way, did my sister tell you about our Mother and Father's roles? No? Very well, allow me to enlighten you! Our beloved mother, Queen Galaxia of Equus, oversees the wonders of our sky, tending to the majestic galaxy which has a sun and a moon... and many planets! It must be a sight of incomparable beauty, much like mother herself! And our father, King Cosmos, takes care of all the universe including our galaxy. Oh, and he also watches over the enchanting Moon! I asked why he does so, since they told me that father takes care of so many things and it must be obvious it is not an easy job, but they told me there is something romantic in it. I do not understand now, but maybe I will in the future. And if I do, I shall tell you too. They both carry out their important duties in the Castle, which happens to be our home. You, dear Journal, reside here as well, so you must be familiar with it! Wait a moment... why did I digress into talking about our parents? Let me refocus my thoughts... Oh, right! I was meant to discuss lavenders, not Mother and Father! Silly me! When I grow older, I dream of filling my room, and if possible, the entire Castle, with lavender flowers. Just imagine the fragrance permeating every corner—it will be truly magical! Oh no, I've lost track of time! Mother is summoning me for dinner. You know, Royal Dinners are not to be missed! Farewell for now, dear Journal! Princess Luna, signing off with dreams of lavender and a joyful heart.