Shallow Earth

I see now that I was mistaken. I am not dealing with a scribe. I am dealing with a lowly troublemaker.

The material you employ in your shenanigans is as precious as time itself. I enchanted these self-sending letters for far greater purposes. Pray tell, what will it take to cease the sending of such tasteless ‘missives’? Be reasonable, and I may just grant it. If it is not valuables you seek, then know that I will do all in my power to convince those close to me that villainy and skullduggery shape the intent of these letters. I assure you, you shall be found if I choose such a path.

You are advised to write your next words well.

Star Swirl, High Mage of the Equestrian Council