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// Entry 8: Compromise? 
// Story: Bound Elemental 
// by Kendallonian 
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Okay, I’m going to be brutally honest with you, Twilight Sparkle.

I can’t not burn things when I see them. Call it a way of life, call it an addiction, whatever. It’s a fact that I’m hardwired to burn things. I can’t just turn it off.

But… I can’t spend another day cooped up in this tiny room.

I know you must have… some very strong feelings about my burning your library, so I’m willing to never, ever go in there again, but if I do somehow end up in the middle of a giant pile of extremely flammable books, thatch, or crude oil, all bets are off; I can make no promises.

That’s… that’s what I’ve got. That’s all I can offer. Sorry if you were expecting more.

Can you work with it? Please?

Ohhhh ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!