I have no idea where this got cut from! Enjoy!
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Because he was feeling queasy about the picture he was drawing.
When a pony is excluded from something, that either meant they were or were not special.
Special.
Focus came in a brilliant shock of inspiration that wasn't at all like being shocked, but he didn't really care because metaphors were dumb and he had a pretty good idea of why books written for a general practitioner wouldn't be helpful for him.
His hoof came away from his head, and as he hefted it in a figuring point at Nightmare Moon's unblinking face: She began to smile. A small smile, without any teeth or slick expectation whatsoever.
"These books were written by somepony rather unlike me, weren't they?" His voice was perhaps a bit too gloating, but Nightmare Moon didn't stop smiling: only raised Her eyebrow. "Somepony who, if they even were a Necromancer: didn't have a certain advantage that I do."
Okay, now Nightmare Moon wasn't smiling. Oh no, She was rolling Her eyes and shaking Her head. Sagging Her shoulders and what had he gotten wrong?!
"Light Flow, must you make everything such a drawn out occurrence?"