Night's Magic

by SteampunkBrony


The Witching Hour

I awoke at around midnight despite how tired i had been. Bloody hell... can't even sleep normally anymore, thank you your highness... ah well i suppose i could delve into this book by moonilght... I thought as i moved over to a spot where the light of the moon filtered through a window.

"hmm... The moon is bright tonight... Luna is angry at somepony... I hope it is not me..." I muttered as i flipped open the book and began to read, the old language was as easy to understand as equestrian script to me.

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"GAH!" The powder blue mare yelled in frustration as she nearly threw the ancient tome to the floor. "Six nights! SIX NIGHTS I've been trying to decipher this ridiculous language! THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE WILL NOT BE STOPPED BY A STUPID BOOK!" She yelled at the high ceiling of the ancient library.

She had found the old house while fleeing from ponyville and had settled there to live. Upon discovering the wealth of magic literature within its walls she had devoted herself to studying it, hoping to find a suitable spell to cast to exact her revenge on the mare that humiliated her. "I've learned much from these old books, now if i could only figure out these ones..." She muttered, cursing as she failed yet again to figure out what the strange symbols meant. "Perhaps this is why whoever lived here kept them in that study, so they wouldn't have to strain to understand them..."

Ah good that spell... say what's this? somepony in my house? Identify yourself and your reason for going through my collection of literature. A colt's voice rang through her head.

"Wha! WHO IS THERE! THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE DEMANDS YOU SHOW YOURSELF!" Trixie yelled, a spell preparing itself.

Relax young one, i am merely the owner of the tome you are trying to decrypt. I wish you the best of luck, that is written in elder draconis, i even had trouble with that one. The voice said, mirth leaking in to the mental voice.

"The great and powerful Trixie apologizes for her intrusion into your home..." She said, stunned. "Would you be so kind as to enlighten Trixie as to the method of communication that you are using right now? Trixie has never witnessed a spell like this before..."

What? this old Hex? it is merely a way for me to check on my home. I will be there tomorrow if you would like to wait for me, however i must inquire as to why you are trying to study a tome on the topic of necromancy.

"Trixie is WHAT!" she exclaimed, jumping back from the old book.

What you were trying to read was the Naturon Demonto in the dragon's language, more commonly known as the Liber Mortuorum In simplified old equestrian.

"That does ring a bell..."

Book of the dead sound more familiar?

"Really... Trixie is intrigued as to how you acquired a copy of such a... despised book."

There are many things about me that best remain a secret, however, I hope you would be willing to stay another day or two, so I can at least have some help dusting, i have been away from the house for a considerable amount of time

"Trixie agrees with that statement... there is a lot of dust in this old place."

Yes well, one thousand years trapped in rock does tend to make one tardy of their cleaning habbits... as for how that happened, i shall explain later if you wish to hear my tale.

"one thousand.... trixie is intrigued... she awaits your arrival with great anticipation." She said eagarly.

Good, good. I will be there few hours after sunrise, I am currently staying the home of a rather charming zebra who so happened to find me within the everfree forest. She may accompany me to the house so if you could clean up a little that would be much appreciated.

"And why should Trixie do that?"

Because I am a gentlecolt, and i have the power to, from my current location lock you in a book until you decide to comply. The voice said in a rather matter-of-fact tone. Think of it as a small rent charge.

Trixie would have turned white if not for her fur. "T-Trixie will do some cleaning before your arrival then..." She stammered out.

Thank you. Oh and one more thing,

"Yes?"

Refrain from the use of third person dialogue when referring to yourself please, it is rather irritating.

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Author's note:

Yeah short chapter this time, however i'm out of plot ideas for today, however i gave myself a few more options this time. As always i hope to spot a comment or two if nopony minds, constructive criticism is always appreciated. 'till next time fillies and gentlecolts.