They say that whoever finds the book shall never know a peaceful night again. Nothing could be closer to the truth. It was only a matter of time before Twilight found the old book on a dusty shelf in her library. Once she opened it, however, the very fabric of her being and beliefs would never heal from the scars that the contents of the book left on her very core.
Not be be taken in the smallest amount of seriousness. (set in the universe of one of my other fanfics, "You Are The Father". If you haven't read that one yet, I would recommend it since it will explain a few things.)