Shallow Earth

“Star Swirl? You appear perturbed.”

“It’s nothing. Merely letters, my dear Clover.”

“Letters? Ha, to think you a socialite! You’ve changed, Star Swirl.”

“Mm. Not quite. They’re troubling.”

“Ah.”

“However, it appears they have ceased their sending.”

“A self-solving problem, no? Might I see these letters?”

“Yes, of course. Here... my records.”

“...Star Swirl...”