“Long
ago, before Equestria was founded, Equigyptian Kings played a game of great and
terrible power. These ‘Shadow Games’ erupted into a war that threatened to
destroy the world, until a brave and powerful Princess locked the dark magic
away, imprisoning it for all eternity in the mystical Millennium Items...
should you be playing with that Twilight?” A small, bipedal purple dragon with
green spines asked the purple unicorn, whose mane and tail had three different
shades of purple in and who was attempting to assemble one of the items in
question.
“Princess
Celestia knows I have it, Spike,” The unicorn replied, carefully and slowly
putting another piece in using her magic, “She wouldn’t let me keep it if she
thought it was dangerous.”
“But
what about the dark magic?” Spike wondered, edging over to the table carefully,
watching his friend and kind of mother working on a puzzle she had owned since
long before he had been born and still hadn’t managed to complete.
“There’s
no such thing as evil magic,” Twilight replied, focused on the next piece,
“It’s all to do with intent, remember? I taught you that years ago.” She nudged
the piece she was putting in a little too far and the whole thing fell apart,
causing her to let out a frustrated snort and stamp her back feet, “Not again!”
“I
found that book you wanted.” Spike offered in compensation as Twilight
collected up the golden pieces and put them back in the box they had come in.
He passed her the book he had been reading from and she skipped far past the
part about the Equigyptian treasures and onto more recent history. “Why are you
looking up the Mare in the Moon anyway? It’s just an old mare’s tale.”
Twilight
carefully put her Damsire’s gift back on the shelf before taking the book from
her assistant, “Because the Summer Sun celebration is the day after tomorrow
and I’m sure it’s important.”
“But
school’s closed for the holiday.” Spike complained, “We’re supposed to be on
break. And,” He added, glancing at the carefully wrapped present on the table
nearest the door, “We’re missing Moondancer’s party.”
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