The book vibrating snapped Sunset from studying her reflection in the window. Extracting it from her bag using her fingers as if she had them her entire life. She lay it on the table and casually flipped it open.
Sorry I could not get back to you sooner. A lot has happened since I last wrote to you, Sunset. I hope you are well. How have things been that side of the mirror? So much has happened here that I’m not sure where to start. I believe a list will be best.
- Dark Magic Cultists nearly killed me.
- I have a Daughter
- I am not the original Twilight
- Celestia used mind magic to alter my memories.
- The original Twilight was deliberately assassinated by one of the teachers in CSGU. Not that I know how you would accidentally assassinate somepony. Could that even happen?
- I’m going to be marrying Luna. Who is one of the other mothers of my daughter.
- As an Alicorn, I can heal Hybrid ponies and give them access to both sets of magic.
If you knew the trouble these wings can cause, I don’t think you would ever have wanted them. Do you know Alicorns can't pass out from pain? I do, that was not a fun thing to find out.
Oh, and when you visit again, don’t be surprised if you find more ponies around. I have acquired a staff for the castle and have a personal guard now.
Sunset just started at the page. The few words spelled out dark and terrible things in Equestria, the land of sunshine and rainbows. How could this have happened there? She read the list, again and again, no she was not hallucinating. Twilight had nearly died. No, a Twilight had died. She stared at the page. The hornwriting calm and precise, not a single stroke from the quill misplaces. Just like every other message Twilight had written to her. She could have been talking about the weather.
Somebody almost killed her friend. The rest could wait. She had her pen out and was writing the most important question first.
Twilight are you alright? Are you Safe?
Oh, believe it or not, I’ve never been better. I arranged a historical fair yesterday and took Luna there for a date. It went perfectly.
Sunset looked to the ballpoint pen, noting the lack of dripping ink a quill might have caused.
So you have a daughter?
Yes, her name is Little Star.
How did that happen?
The Elements of Harmony. When we used the Elements of Harmony on Luna to separate her from Nightmare Moon, the contact between us led to the conception.
Twilight, that was years ago.
I know, and MSFS almost meant my Little Star was never born. I admit it was strange to have her be born about seven years old.
So you kind of dropped more than a few bombshells there, Twilight. And what’s this about Princess Celestia using mind magic on you, unless it's for healing purposes that’s illegal?
If you're an Alicorn Princess, it is perfectly legal. You would be surprised what I have the legal power to do. But to answer your question, how else do you think she made me think I was the original Twilight? I'm a copy she made from pieces of the dying Twilight’s soul.
So you're fine with this?
I did not start that way, but when I looked into how the original was killed and truly thought about why she did it. Yes, I understand what she did and why. I even think I would have done the same thing in her place.
There is even a funny side to this, do you know how they killed the original?
Do I want to know?
It's not that bad, it's even funny in a morbid way. They used a book, or more precisely a spell they gave her to study and learn. The spell was very complicated, interesting and powerful. The catch was, unless you're an Alicorn, the spell is fatal to the caster when it ends. The old me was killed by a book, ironic is it not?
Twilight, I'm not sure this is a joking matter.
Come on Sunset, it's like Celestia being eaten by a cake.
Sunset held the pen, unsure quite how to respond.
The scent of burnt paper tickled her nose. Smoke started to rise from the page, a few scorch marks browning the edge of the book.
Sunset watched as harsh lines clawed themselves upon the page.
Excuse me Sunset, I just need to put some nobles in their place.
Her insides clenched as she could not stop staring at those ominous last worlds. That was something more like she would have said when she was still evil. She traced a finger over the last message. “That’s not Twilight's horn writing…”
Sunset closed the book. Suddenly the upcoming exams and choosing what to do with the rest of her life after finals seemed to be much smaller problems.
“Twilight, please be alright.”