"That was a terrible story!" shouted one of the fillies.
"Yeah, that was terrible!" shouted another filly. Soon, the entire library was filled with the chatter of argumentations once again, all of them having differing opinions on whether the story was bad or not and how much in either direction it was.
"You do know that this is a real story, right?" said Ink.
"That story can't be real!" shouted a foal. "It's such a bad story, so that means that it couldn't have happened.
"Well, you're the one who wanted me to tell a different story than last year, were you not?" said Ink with some spite in her voice.
"I, uh, well you see..." started the foal but was interrupted by the colt in the blue coat.
"Well, it is an interesting story, I thank you for reading it." said the coltin the blue coat. "Although it does look like it's getting dark out, wouldn't you fillies say?" Indeed it was getting dark out for the moon was being raised. The fillies and foals realized this and then they rushed out the door, only a few of them thanking Dusk Ink for the story.
"Thank you for that." said Ink with relief in her voice. "May I ask what your name is?"
"That isn't important as you won't be seeing much of me but what is more important is where did you get that story?" said the colt in the blue coat, dismissing Inks question entirely.
"Well, let's just say that the stories passed down within familes are usually enjoyable." said Ink. "Although maybe taking one from the Frost family wasn't the right idea."
"So the story is true?" questioned the colt.
"It is." Replied Ink. "Sometimes the stories that don't seem realistic are the most trustworthy."
The colt was taking some time to wrap his head around this statement, as weird as it sounded to him. He was about to leave in confusion but was stopped by Ink.
"Excuse me." said Ink. "May I ask what do you do for a living."
The colt was puzzled by the question, considering that she didn't even know his name, but he obliged her.
"I am training to become a traveling magician." said the colt with pride.
"How wonderful." said Ink with sarcasm. "Some advice, try to come up with your own spells. Using other ponies spells will only get you so far, and that is as a travelling magician, instead of one that is remembered throughout history." The colt took some time to ponder this and then left, with a new goal in mind. He would become the best sorcerer in history, one that would rival even Alicorns, and in that he would succeed. You might already know who i'm talking about, and if you do then there is no further explanation needed.