INK POT'S NOTES: #245
There is a strange heat covering my whole body. We've heard an explosion from somewhere. I don't know from where. We absolutely have no idea, one more time, about what's really going on.
Huge waves of smoke have been invading the city of Manehattan for hours. Whenever I feel closer to it, this strange feeling of fire and cold at the same time resonates stronger in my bones. Neither Tabloid nor Blister (and me) is authorized to leave the building where we are staying... although I agree with the old one. He says we are not going to last too long... but it's better to stay here rather than be burned alive outside.
I've heard shouts. Crashes. Smaller explosions... but the first one was the loudest thing I've ever heard. I think it happened near Canterlot. I hope not. I truly hope not. If they dare to touch the Princesses... oh no! Hell no!
Please no.