A library stands hush-hush and taciturn. Amidst an accumulation of mislaid books, a unicorn stands at a loss, panting and lacking in vigor, magical aura slowly dimming away down to nothing. What a calamity. Luck had stood, not as an ally, but as an antagonist, bringing forth a baffling twist. “How could my posits turn out so wrong?” Twilight groans.
Rarity turns up in a rush, full of worry. Such a companion’s arrival pulls Twilight’s sight to a familiar door which had, until now, stood shut. “That was a most unusual bit of magic you cast, Twilight. It shook our town all around, my shop most particularly. Why, it had Opal in a nasty fit!”
Instantly, a crash of burst glass sounds amidst a shout. "Twilight! What in Tartarus was that?! A tornado? A storm? Normal wind couldn’t do this!" Rainbow Dash panics. “Did a burglar attack you? Just ask, and I’ll kick that pony’s flank!”
“Now, now, hold on,” Twil