The Journal of Twilight Sparkle – 5th December 1007

This iteration of the spell seems to have had a longer effect on my mind. After forty-eight hours, the spell has still not worn off, a quirk which I am thankful for due to my complete ignorance as to what the spell triggered in its backfire. Recreating the exact same state that I am in may well take another three months to complete; to document everything completely, maybe six months.

She hasn’t shown herself yet… the only reminder of my failures and her whereabouts remains the note on the fridge. I need to find her… I need to talk to her… I need to make her see; preferably whilst I am still in this state of hyperawareness…

Time is of the essence now, I must act quickly if I am to get my assistant back; the sooner I leave it, the harder it will become for me. The spell can influence feelings; it’s the reason I embarked on this project so long ago, and it’s the reason that I must now proceed onto stage five: performing to discover its use in the world we live in. If I am able to reverse this… change that I have wrought in my assistant by my lies – if I am able to erase my wrongdoings – we can go back to how we were before.

I can go back to working on the spell… I can trust her in my own time and make her see that what I did, I did for the best… for her safety. Then… then we can be together again.

For her safety,
Twilight Sparkle

Author's Note

I'm back somewhat...

For anyone who is just joining us here...

I think I've made my intentions as per tags clear...