I awoke on the cold, hard floor. Where am I? I get up and look around, only to find shelves and shelves of books and scrolls. I'm in the Canterlot Archives, I remember now. I had to work late last night. Somepony broke into the "Magic and Spells" section of the Archives and I needed to reorganize the scrolls the pony went through. I had to read some of the scrolls to get them back into the right categories, and I unfortunately came upon a sleep spell, and ended up dead asleep on the archives floor. It was still early morning, so if I worked hard enough I could probably finish before noon. That pony went through a LOT of scrolls. What on Equestria was that pony looking for? Oh well, I shouldn't think too much of it. It happens quite often, surprisingly. People adore our Archives, probably because it is rumored that we have the original Star Swirl the Bearded journals, recording most of his early experiments at old spells that even the greatest ponies have never been able to figure out. Were they looking for those? If they were, they were looking in the wrong section. We have a whole wing dedicated to Star Swirl the Bearded. Darn, I should stop over thinking this! I need to get to work if I want to get out of here before noon!
I trot over to the "Magic and Spells" section and find it exactly the way I left, or at least how I remember leaving it. I pick up
