The Journal of Twilight Sparkle – 3rd December 1007
There are no mistakes; that’s something I learnt from my mentor a long time ago. Now, I think I realise it. It might have taken another accident for me to notice, but now I know and now I know how I can solve everything. I can make everything the way it was a few weeks ago when we were all happy and I was truly so.
As an extra note, a backfire will not hurt as long as it doesn’t hit the pain centre in the brain; being left to rebound into every other node and synapse that it can instead. I have absolutely no idea what I am feeling right now… but it feels good, I feel focussed and alive for the first time in weeks. Yet there is a core within me, I can feel it, I can feel the heat it radiates and it drives me onwards towards this goal.
Happiness was only a mere substitute for the real thing; this emotion is practical and I can use it to regain what I lost. There is a niggling fear in the back of my head that, once I do this, there will be no coming back. Once I start climbing this mountain, I can only keep going to the top or fall back to my death. But as somepony probably once said: Once you burn one bridge, make sure that the maps say there was never a bridge in the first place.
For the greater good,
Twilight Sparkle.
Arg, I'm kicking myself over here trying to figure out who the assistant(s) are. Unless I missed the obvious somewhere along the way, lol.
Really liking this so far!
And now we are finally starting to see the beginnings of just how deep the rabbit's hole goes.