“An artist's job is to captivate you for as long as we've asked for your attention. If we stumble into truth, we got lucky, and I don't get to decide what truth is.” -Tabitha Fortis, The West Wing
Sunset's flight through the mirror has landed her in a rather strange world with even stranger magic. Can she survive this middle school life while being taught by a 10 year old from Wales? A Negima crossover fanfiction.
New home in Ponyville? Check. New job for the Equestrian Postal Service? Check. Cover story on why you look half fox and totally don't turn into one at the full moon? Check. What could possibly go wrong?
