Introduction: What Is Magic?
What is magic?
No. Really. What is it?
When I was little, before I started watching MLP:FIM, I thought that magic was just in my imagination. Now I feel that magic is everywhere, even if it really is just make-believe. Maybe it's different here, but in Equestira, magic is clearly visible, and without a doubt, real. If you lived there, and denied the existence of it you would be thought as of somepony with a problem or something like that. So yes, in Equestria, magic is there. Real. In your face real.
But what is it?
What is it made out of?
Magic can't just be made out of sparkles. Wait, can it?
I just asked. It can't.
Some people say that magic is made out of your hopes and dreams. Ya, well guess what people, when I was three, I thought magic was made out of Tinker Bell's pee.
Sparkles, asperations and body fluids, are these the only clues we have to uncovering the mystery to every six year old's dream?
Well the short answer is no. Magic is made out of the- wait. You decide. I'm not gonna crush your magical answer. But in the meantime, lets let Twilight Sparkle find out and at the same time let us also find out how to babysit Discord, order lunch with Pinkie Pie, ooh and save the world and Twilight's very own purple, sparkle, book horse butt.
Twilight Sparkle took a deep breath. The unicorn sat back down in her chair and exhaled. It was five am. Shed been up all night trying to read the book Princess Celestia has assigned her for the week. She was supposed to write an essay on it and have it tuned in by Sunday. That wouldnt be a problem if she could read the book.
its mot that she couldn't read it it it was that it made no sense at all. The first page looked like the second half of some recipe or what not. Her first thought wa that the pages had been printed out of order but it would take forever to track down all the pages but the rest of the pages were blank anyway. Once Twilight had finished reading the first page, the 'second' page appeard but the first page had disappears! hoe was she supposed to take notes for her essay now?
Twilight pushed the book off her bed. Celestia hadn't risen the sun yet, but the sky was naturally starting to turn pinkish. Pinkish. She sat up immediately, despite the fact that she had no energy and that sitting up drained all life that remained. "Where is it... where..." half asleep, the unicorn reached around her bedside table, looking for her planner. She knocked over alarm clock and reading glasses in the process.
