Overwhelming excitement swallowed Princess Twilight's generally calm and collected nature.
Surrounded in a magenta glow, she reread the letter about twelve times before she could finally grasp what was happening.
Whipped up in Celestia's gentle print, it explain a momentous event held annually in a town that was dwarfed to Pony-Ville.
With fine overlapping loops of ink, the majestic alicorn examined the event as an exotically complex branch of magic, in it's existence I could only marvel at. An intense rival to many great alicornian minds- any recoverable accounts have been documented
