The large Room that usually consisted of the magical elements had been surprisingly quiet that Saturday afternoon, the only audible sound in the castle was the faint  spaced out Turing of pages from a book. To be more exact a one, more romantic novel read by none other than Princess Twilight Sparkle or more formally known as just twilight by her friends. I't just so happened that she and her assistant dragon spike, were the only living soles throughout the entire building. That one specific day and by total coincidence the original bearers of the elements of harmony were absent on there own personal reasons, well unlike Twilight of course. Spike had been sleeping upside down in his chair snoring as usual this made twilight pass a faint smile or giggle when she seen this which was often as it was, it made her happy each time even if it seemed like a old thing. Page after page had passed in till the short book was inevitable complete.