Dear Twilight,
I don't know why, but I can't go anywhere without this book anymore. It's always in my bag, like a foal's security blanket.
I used to run this place, everything held in place under my iron hoof. Now I rush and write you every time I have some little worry. I dont know how you put up with it sometimes, honestly. But it's comforting to know I can talk to you about anything, having a friend that gets how weird this world is sometimes...nice is too weak a word.
I've gotten better with words since I dusted this thing off last year. We've had some great conversations and a good fight or two, but we're still together.
Speaking of which, are we still on for Friday? I managed to talk Fluttershy out of where she gets some of her vegetables and found a recipie I'm sure you're going to enjoy.
Also, I'm sorry about the quesadilla. I honestly had no idea and will never suggest them again.
With Love,
Sunset Shimmer
Sunset,
I can understand the almost secure feeling having a good book can create, and I don't mind your messages. Why would I when we so rarely get to see each other these days.
I've got Friday all planned out, with space for dinner and some personal time. Just you and me and a very secure privacy spell that I tested on this world's Pinkie. No one is going to bother us unexpectedly.
And how is apologizing for it 'Never speaking of it again'?
I'll see you soon,
With much love,
Twilight
P.S. AJ just dropped off a large bottle of her aged cider. I'm betting you won't turn down authentic Sweet Apple ale.