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// Entry 24: Ashes 
// Story: Bound Elemental 
// by Kendallonian 
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This morning I found myself in Spike’s room.

I turned everything in it into ashes.

His pillows, his bed, a few of his comic books, even, were all gone.

It’s all fine gray dust.

He’s fine, of course. Physically, that is. Twilight is currently taking his place as my scribe while he mourns and replaces all of his lost things. I think there were a few personal crochet projects I incinerated in there.

I… don’t know what happened. Twilight’s disappointed; I can see it on her face. Sparks, I’m disappointed, and I’m the one who did it.

I’m… going insane, aren’t I? I’m finally snapping from everything. I’m angry. I’m guilty, I’m going insane thinking that Twilight or one of her friends is going to be the next thing I feel like incinerating on a whim. I can’t… 

Twilight, I need the forcefield, right now.

I said RIGHT NOW!









Addendum: by Twilight Sparkle.

Emerald Flare has ceased all intelligent communication and become inconsolable; she has been contained via forcefield, but is attempting to damage her cell in any way she can. Luckily she can be contained safely, for now, but I fear for her long-term health if she continues like this.

Just what is going on here?