What is This Feeling?

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Galinda placed her fair hands onto her friend’s bony shoulders, keeping her from whirling right back around to Twilight.

“Elphie, please, think about this for a moment!” The small young woman placed a hand on her forehead as she spoke steadily. “This is just too far-fetched to believe. The Grimmerie being real is one thing, but being from some other, what, dimension? Elphaba it just can’t be!” She turned on her heel as she looked up at the sky, noticing a few storm clouds rolling in. “Besides, rumors are always abounding about the idea that if there is a Grimmerie, it’s most certainly somewhere in the Emerald Palace, under possession of the great and powerful Oz!”

“Oh but that’s just it Galinda!” Excitement painted Elphaba’s face as she clasped her thin hands together. “It’s not even really ‘the’ Grimmerie, it’s just ‘a’ Grimmerie!”

“Oh goodness, just what are you on about?” Galinda’s tone was desperate, shoulders slumped against her small frame.

“That’s a common misconception!” Elphaba nodded her head knowingly, recalling her studies into a few more intricate texts. “A Grimmerie is really one of the several powerful spell books, those created by all sorts of Ozian ancients, Arjiki and Animal alike!”

“There’s more than one?!” Galinda was stupefied by the revelation.

“Oh who, knows, there could be hundreds out there!” Elphaba threw her arms up in a wide gesture, a broad smile coming across her face. “There just hasn’t been any known discoverations of them, but they’re out there!” Elphaba turned back to Twilight, curiosity and amazement catching her attention once more. “Please continue, what did you do with the book?" The unicorn was a bit surprised to be called on once more, but continued after a moment.

“Well, you see, I adore books, and am fairly familiar with several types of literature.” Twilight smiled, memories of her expansive library in mind. “Seeing as this book was obviously something odd, being hidden in a balloon and all, I decided to look deeper into it, outside just the vague scribblings.” She sighed as she lowered her flanks to the ground, seating herself before speaking once more. “It was a tough nut to crack. I examined that thing for nearly 2 months, and hardly made any headway! It took another month before I could truly read any of it!”

“How did you manage such a formidable decipheration?” Galinda asked, skepticism in her voice.

“It wasn’t easy, but with the assistance of some complex language spells, I could finally make out at least a few words on a page here and there.” Twilight rubbed her chin in thought, as if she had forgotten something. “I seem to remember that the first page I could read at all had something to do with winter and water, I couldn’t manage an entire translation.”

“But did you manage anything else in terms of reading it?” Elphaba’s voice was stern. Twilight nodded vigorously.

“Oh yes, of course. It wasn’t long after we recently brought summer into Ponyville that I actually got an entire page to cooperate with me.”

Twilight’s horn glowed with a faint purple aura as her eyes contorted into a severe concentration, eyes running across the page, beads of sweat compiling on her forehead. In her attempts to translate the book’s monstrosities of text, she had managed to find certain translation spells to aid her. However, these spells were fairly taxing on one’s endurance, and took a highly-trained unicorn to cast. Even Twilight was challenged to hold the spell long enough to translate a few sentences. Spike stood rapt at her side, quill and blank scroll in hand, completely fascinated by Twilight’s literary endeavor.

“To return to an origin...” Twilight grunted out the phrase with some effort, focus staying on the page. At her words, Spike’s hand quickly moved, quill moving across the paper. He deftly recorded what she had said, looking back to her afterwards. Her violet eyes had moved further down the page, the aura around her horn growing brighter with every passing second. “There’s an incantation here, be ready.” Spike would have saluted, had his scaly hands not been busy with the paper and quill.

The words on the page shone a pale violet at Twilight’s eyes closed, face contorting into a strained concentration. “Traversa...” Twilight began in a pinched whisper, seemingly forcing the words from her mouth. Spike quickly recorded the word. “Psammyad...”

“No wonder this language was lost.” Spike grumbled as he wrote the next word. “These words just sound way too bizarre!”

Twilight was blissfully ignorant of the dragon’s complaints as the book’s writing continued to illuminate, revealing everything to Twilight that it could.

“Unicular, trautica...” Twilight spoke once more as the purple light began to approach the bottom of the page. Twilight’s pained expression gradually softened along with the magic eminating from her horn as she stepped back from the book, a final word escaping her. “Trauticasta.” Spike dipped the quill into the nearby ink fountain, flashing Twilight a small thumbs up after jotting down the final section of the spell.

“Got it!” Spike smiled as his eyes fell to the paper. “To Return to an Origin. Incantation; Traversa psammyad unicular trautica trauticasta.”

“Sounds about right!” With the aid of magic, Twilight lifted the scroll, walking towards the door. “Grab a few more scrolls, we’ve got some field work to do with this!”

Rarity trotted through the grass casually, pampered mane blowing slightly in the light breeze. She was only a few minutes outside Ponyville, heading towards a nearby open field. Business had been slow at the carousel all day, and she was free at the moment.

As she continued on, she spotted somepony in the distance. As she came closer, Rarity’s suspicions were confirmed. Twilight stood there in the open space, Spike at her side with a few scrolls and books with her. She hadn’t seemed to have noticed her approach.

“Oh Twilight, dear!” Rarity called with a wave of her hoof, catching the purple unicorn’s attention. “Lucky you, I found the time to come down today.” Twilight approached with a smile.

“Heh, thanks so much for coming! I was hoping you’d be able to help me with something today.”

“Of course, I’m always willing to lend a little assistance.” Rarity eyed the scrolls with a curious glint in her eye. “So then,” She began, “Tell me what we’re doing here.” Twilight’s horn illuminated in a purple light as a scroll lifted towards Rarity’s eyes.

“I was hoping you could help me with a spell today!” The paper unfurled in front of Rarity, revealing an incantation for the magic Twilight had mentioned. Something about returning to an origin it seemed.

“A spell you couldn’t manage to cast?” Rarity chuckled to herself, recalling her friend’s previous magical feats. “I didn’t know such magic even existed nowadays.”

“Well, these methods of sorcery certainly requires a pretty hefty amount of magic!” Twilight brought a book into Rarity’s field of vision. “This tome of spells is fascinating, but I just can’t quite manage to get any reaction when chanting the incantation alone.” Rarity inspected the spell, silently memorizing the words.

“What language is this?” Confusion spelled on Rarity’s face as her eyes drew closer to the paper. “It’s certainly nothing like what I’ve ever seen.” The pages of the book opened at Rarity’s query. The written word inside bent and jumbled on the pages, still unwilling to reveal itself to the naked eye.

“That’s just the thing.” Twilight’s ears dropped in frustration. “This language is so cryptic, I had to dig for days before I could find any info on translation spells relevant to these words.” The book closed once more as Twilight stepped closer. I could only manage to decipher one, and that’s the one I showed you.” Twilight gestured her horn to the scroll Rarity had read. “That’s the spell I’d like your help with!”

“Well you know I’m more than happy to help Twilight, but just what do you plan to use this spell on?” Rarity read over the incantation once more. “Are you going to cast it blindly on some rock or tree?”

“Actually, no.” Twilight stated matter-of-factually as she lifted her hoof to the sky. “That’s what she’s for.”

As Rarity’s neck craned up to the sky, she at last noticed the rainbow form whizzing quickly through the sky, the unmistakable mane of Rainbow Dash.

“You’re going to cast the spell on Rainbow Dash?” Rarity asked, slightly taken aback.

“Of course!” Twilight smiled. “I figured it would be best to try it on a pegasus, considering I don’t really know what origin this spell might be referring to.” She looked to the sky as she continued. “If she ends up somewhere in the sky, she’ll land on the clouds, instead of plummeting to the ground. And if she ends up in some patch of open air, then she’ll just be able to fly.”

“Well, I do suppose that make sense, I’ll feel safe helping you with this at the very least.” Rarity cleared her throat as she set the scroll aside at last. “You’ve really thought this through quite thoroughly, haven’t you?”

“I’m really curious about this book.” Twilight’s violet eyes glimmered with the reckless abandon and glee of a filly. “I just have to know what this thing is capable of!” Rarity laughed off her friend’s over-excitement as she stepped past, raising her head up to look towards the sky.

“Rainbow!” She called out. Said pegasus stopped at the call of her name, pausing in the air to peer down at her fashionable friend. “I do believe we’re quite ready to begin with this nonsense!” This confirmation was reaffirming to Rainbow Dash as she swooped down in a sharp arc, plating her hooves in the grass as she landed.

“Well, at least you made it, Rarity!” Rainbow Dash lifted herself a foot or two off of the ground, wings beating as she hovered in the air. “You ready to go Twilight?”

“As I’ll ever be.” Twilight turned around to face Spike, addressing him directly. “Make sure you get everything down, we’re going to be doing plenty of analysis later.”

“Don’t worry Twilight, I’ll observe it carefully.” Spike reassured Twilight as she turned back to Rarity.

“Do you think you have the incantation memorized?”

Rarity’s eyes closed solemnly as she recited the chant, repeating it exactly from memory.

“Perfect, let’s try it!” Rainbow’s anticipation grew slightly, curiosity getting the best of her.

Twilight and Rarity stood beside one another, eyes focusing on Rainbow dash. As their horns began to glow, a small aura of magic enveloped the pegasus, a brilliant cross of purple and blue. Each unicorn began to dictate the spell closely and carefully as the magic emanating from their horns grew stronger with every word. Spike pulled his tail around himself as a small breeze drew up, directing itself to Rainbow Dash. The grass shifted beneath Rarity and Twilight’s hooves, air distorting as they vocalized the last section of the incantation.

For a moment afterwards, nothing seemed to have occurred. The breeze died down and everything was as it was. However, before Spike could even write this, a brilliant white light enveloped the three ponies, various shapes of several different colors dancing in the growing illumination. Spike stepped back the growing white form, nearly tripping over his own feet before the light stopped spreading, halting before seemingly withdrawing into itself, collapsing into a ball that grew smaller and smaller until it ceased to exist, closing off and leaving behind no evidence that it had ever been these in the first place. Even the books and scrolls Twilight had brought with them were gone, absorbed into the light with the other three. A small breeze picked up once more and died as quickly as it began. Spike sat dumbstruck by the turn of events, struggling to find his own voice.

“Twilight?”