The light mauve alicorn’s horn glowed slightly and the box glowed in a similar color. There was a brief flash of arcane light then it subsided. Twilight then inserted the key into lock and turned it. The gemstone in the key glowed brightly for an instant and the lock clicked. Lifting the lid of the box she removed a wax seal and stick of violet sealing wax. Twilight’s horn sparked for an instant and the wick of the sealing wax burst into flames. She then dripped several drops of the wax on the paper. Quickly she pressed her seal into the molten wax and then carefully lifted the seal leaving an impression of the seal in the cooling wax. She then placed the document in a large pile of other pieces of paper, vellum, and parchment.
Extinguishing the wick on the sealing wax. Twilight returned the seal and wax to the box. She started close it when her eyes settled on another object in the teak box. It was a key. A much simpler type of key that was found on countless key rings across Equestria. The Princess of Friendship looked at the key and then to a bottle sitting on her desk. It was a modest sized bottle of deep pine green,semi-translucent glass. It had a flip-top stopper. Attached to the stopper was a steel shackle that hooked over and held in place by a utilitarian but very rugged looking lock. Embellished on the bottle was the image of an open book.
Twilight looked at the key and then to bottle. Then she glanced over to the large stack of paperwork that still needed her attention. She looked back to the bottle, then to the key in the box, then over to papers again. This cycle went on for a few seconds until the mare smiled and she muttered to herself.
“All work and no play make Twilight a dull princess.” The paperwork could wait until tomorrow. A smile spread across her face. “I guess I can let her out to play for the evening.”
The alicorn’s flared again and the bottle levitated closer to her. The glow of her changed color and the lock and stopper flashed for an instant. Then she inserted the key and unlocked it. Then she removed the lock, flipped open the stopper, and then leaned back in her chair and enjoyed the upcoming show.
After a couple of seconds a small geyser of viscous, glistening black liquid erupted from the bottle. The liquid hung in the air as more and more and even more of it emerged and hung in the air in defiance of gravity. After a second or so it started forming into the figure of Page Turner. The unicorn mare was wearing a leather ensemble that she called her Adventure Outfit.