It had been about two months since we had started our magical training sessions, and —/— the weather had already become pretty cold. The leaves of the trees shifted into their usual autumn forms and littered the streets of Ponyville with multiple shades of orange, red, yellow and brown. During this time, Twilight and I had become quite close friends and we always had so much fun together. My magic was actually starting to improve too, though I still, on multiple occasions, ended up breaking something or other. It was okay though, because Twilight understood me. She didn’t abandon me and leave me in the dust, and she never got mad whenever something was blown to bits.

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“Really?”—

—“Yes, I’m perfectly fine… It’s just that…” stammered Twilight before turning to look down at her hooves.

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