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// A Twisted Spell 
// Story: The Lost Elements 
// by SpaghettiPie 
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A violet unicorn lay rested in a library, everything was subtle and calm, under her own voice she spoke calmly from her readings to a darker violet baby dragon beside her. She coughed quietly to gain his attention from a baby Phoenix.

“Spike,” started the unicorn. “it says here that all elements are combined, some are deadly and some are kind. One from each group, all each to their own. But, once a powerful unicorn can uphold this spell, they will slowly begin to rise and plan. If they meet, they bring our illnesses. If they come together as one, the world as we know it will surely be done.”

The words echoed the library like the hoots of a nearby owl. The unicorn continued to read softly to the baby dragon, almost careless, unlike herself.

“One by one, the tables will turn, each in their mind, their thoughts will burn. For love, for hate, they’ve opened the gate and now will find their way.” The unicorn looked over at the dragon, who wasn’t paying attention.

“Spike! This is important, you should be taking notes, Princess Celestia wouldn’t have given this book if it weren’t important!” She stomped her hoof, causing the baby dragon by the name of Spike to jolt up.

“Twilight, I’m sure it’s just a gift! I mean, it’s almost Heart’s Warming Eve. She probably just didn’t want it to be late.” He glared softly up at Twilight, the violet unicorn with a magical mark on her hip.

“Spike. If you were even paying attention, you would know that they gave a perfect spell, probably works, too!” She stretched up her narrow legs, and stood up softly. “But, I guess it is late. Besides, we already know the elements are working. After that run-in with Discord, they seemed to work fine. Maybe just some type of... Fan Fiction type thing. Written by an extremely talented filly or colt.”

“Yeah, maybe.” The dragon huffed slightly, glaring down at his shorter legs, resting by the bird born from flames. He let out a short yawn and then looked up at Twilight, who was tapping her face with her own hoof.

“It just doesn’t make sense. Not like it should.” She hummed quietly under her breath and then started to close the leather-bound book slowly, then watching it sit on the floor. She let out a smile and then waved her hoof in front of her face softly. “It has to be some silly little thing. A comedic act from the princess.”

There was a slight glow around the lavender horn and the book had the same effect, as it lifted off into the air and fell on a pile of books. It rested on a large story of stories, probably what Twilight would have read later, or has been reading. Waiting to be organized tomorrow.

Spike put his fist in the air and stretched out his arms, long but not hitting the floor. He rubbed the back of the baby Phoenix and stood up, smiling softly and walking towards the layers and layers of stairs that led to a small room, and two small beds. One made from fabrics for dogs, which would end up being his own. 

“Well, Twilight, I’m going to hit the hay.” He said calmly, starting back up to the stairs slowly, leaving an echoing sound of feet tapping on a hardwood floor.

“Good night, Spike.” Twilight nodded, and then sat down, looking at the large pile of books. “I just don’t get it, Celestia! Why would you send us a book about what we are, if I am supposed to share this with everyone else. Rarity, Apple Jack, Pinkie Pie, Flutter Shy and Rainbow Dash, I don’t think they’d understand what it means. I don’t even know what it means!” She started to think out loud, almost praying to the princess who lived miles away.

“I can have Spike write a letter,” she flattened her ears and looked up the stairwell softly. “he’s resting, though. Or will be, so I can’t wake him up. We will have a very busy morning tomorrow, after all. If this book is important, I will have to share it with everyone. Maybe one of them can make something from it,

“I hope.”

The Unicorn sighed loudly and stood up restlessly. She tapped her hoof on the ground, as if still in thought for the book. She smiled and then started to laugh a bit. “Oh Twilight, it can’t be too bad.” She turned around and flicked her ear, walking away to the staircase and making her way to her bed room for a good night’s sleep.