Page 1141 — A Book's Life
Sometimes, an image reminds you that you've kinda opened up a weird existential rabbit hole that you have to dive into real quick…
The Desert Bus for Hope live marathon is rolling, and that's pretty much what I'm gonna have in the background all week.
Transcript:Twilight Sparkle: I'm taking this book and opening it up!! Are there any objections?! No? <sigh> Okay.
DM: Spike stands guard beside you as you prepare to read the book.
Twilight Sparkle: I… don't know how that will help, to be honest.
DM: Neither does he, but he's doing it anyway.
Twilight Sparkle: I can appreciate that. Now, I use my telekinesis to open the book.
Reference Guide: PLEH! Phew! Thanks a million, Twilight! Kind of hard to talk with all these Elements in my pages. Gotta admit… Getting hollowed out and turned into a hiding place is an… experience. There's been a long conversation in the talking book community about whether we lose our personalities if all our pages and words are torn out. And, uh, that doesn't seem to have happened! So there's that.