Her lunch was consumed, the mare of grace wanted to continue working upon the gala dresses for her friends. The plate was set back upon the table for the moment. Though the situation happened to be that she was sitting comfortable in her sofa. She still had a cup of steaming tea to enjoy. Her mind wanted to hurry and get everything over with, while her body wanted to take things slow and easy. It was a silent struggle that went on inside of her.
The tomes of being able to build anything out of the crystalline magic echoed within her ears. Almost as if they wanted to be learned by her. Yet the mare herself never gave it any hearing. Although she had to admit that some of the spells did sounded quite helpful to her. She could expand her business all the way through to the Crystal Empire and make actual crystal dresses for the crystal ponies. It was a good idea for certain, weren't it for the fact that sometimes things wouldn't always go as planned.
In the end was the book finally closed again. The mare took a sip from her tea with a gentle smirk. Something inside of her already saw a future in which her dresses had pretty much dominated the Empire. Every last pony walked in at least some design of her. A wonderful dream indeed.
It happened to be just a massive wishful thinking and she knew it better than anything else. Still, it was the thought that counted. The very thought that had kept her going with her business for years already. Yes she was a gem-huntress but she also was a leading tailor in Equestria. A fact she would never have said about herself under any circumstances whatsoever. Another giggle went through the mare before she finally stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Rarity enjoyed her little time off. But the risk always stayed there that she would be taking too much time off. It was the risk of being the only boss and employee of the store. She could do whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Both a blessing and a curse for every single company that was out there.
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In the meantime and across town had Twilight Sparkle nestled herself within her study room, where the books were flung before her eyes and set back on the shelves. The entire study just looked like a mess and the mare herself stood on her hindlegs. The massive amounts of magic that were surging through her horn could even be seen around each of her hooves. It swirled around like electric currents that at any moment could be zapped away into any direction.
The currents themselves walked from the hindhooves all the way up to the horn, tingling every muscle along the way. Whatever the unicorn happened to be doing, it required massive amounts of concentration. The eyes were still firmly closed. Both moan and groan could be heard rather clear from her mouth. The physical strain she had placed upon her body was unlike anything she had ever done before.
The power of the arcane that surged through her body became too much for the mare. All of the sudden was the horn undone from its light and the currents that traveled both up and down disappeared into just thin air. Twilight fell back down to all four of her hooves and shook her head calmly. Only to follow it up with a massive rubbing to the head. “Ugh, that was not supposed to happen. Why did Celestia even ask me to perform such a thing in my own library? Why was I stupid enough to even do it?” the mare questioned to herself. She then walked back to her own desk.
Sparks of arcane power still left her hooves with every step she took, but couldn't be doing that much harm. Once she had taken her place within the chair did the eyes open themselves again and she stared right into a book. A book with a picture of the pose she had assumed just seconds ago.
“There must be something within this that I have missed, right? Every particle of my body should have been in harmony with the tree, meaning I would have become its very heart and could expand,” mumbled Twilight to herself. She gave a shake with her head. “The magic of life is complicated and perhaps only Celestia and Luna know what is going on with it. Perhaps only they are able to actually do it. Still, I have come so far already.”
It would have been a massive shame for Twilight if she would have gone and stopped there. Though she was truly aware of the powers that some of the arcane magic’s knew. The power to create life was also easily used to destroy it. If she had succeeded in becoming the heart of her home for even five minutes, it could have been destroyed in seconds if her thoughts weren't right.
The unicorn shook her head. Both of her forehooves were placed under the chin. The eyes were torn away from the book and they just stared out of the window. They didn't look to anything outside of the endless void that her mind was in. It didn't matter to her much of what she would be seeing.
Perhaps an answer, perhaps another question that needed an answer upon. All of those little things just went straight past her in the moment. What really mattered to her was that she would get to know the spell she wanted to cast so eagerly. Yet it seemed that for the first time in her life, she wouldn't have been able to cast one without a lot more research.
For even the book that she was going through didn't exactly call upon facts and figures. Life magic wasn't an exact science at all. It was different every single time and for every single being. A fact which Twilight knew a bit too well. So with one last annoyed sounding growl stood the mare up from her chair and charged her horn up again. A massive cleanup of the study was required and she was the only one home.
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Back in the boutique of Rarity, the mare had herself just finished washing her plate and cup and wanted to continue working upon the dresses when the inevitable happened. The tunes that were left from her throat were those of that very same song she knew all of her life. But even after having heard it for so long and often, even a mare like Rarity could still get some chord wrong when it was being hummed.
The only way she knew that she was deep into the troubles was when she stood in the living room and her horn suddenly began to charge itself up. “Oh no…” exclaimed Rarity as she knew what she had done. Rarity had taught herself that one spell she wasn't allowed to. Though there still was time to cancel the spell once and for all.
Her tongue went over the hoof and the saliva was traded over between the two things. Usually the liquid would have been able to cancel any magical power that was surging through the horn. Yet that time it happened to be different. Rarity wasn't casting a spell, she was learning one. Learning a spell always required a lot more magic in order to work and that tiny bit of spit wouldn't have made a difference at all. Rarity would get to know the effects of the mysterious spell.
“Oh no, no, no, no!” Rarity exclaimed. She felt the powers going through her body and was forced to place all four of her hooves firmly to the ground. Whether she liked it or not, she would discover firsthoof just what the spell would be truly doing.