Brilliant rays would descend down onto the precious article. Or perhaps it would be a secret tome on a pedestal that would hold some wonderful, yet terrible spell. Or she may see a treasure map leading to some hidden relic of Equestria! Spotz’s mind raced as she followed her grandmother up the secret stairs. It was all she could do to not push past the small pony and gallop to the top. Then they were there, only a wooden hatch between them and this library’s national treasure.
Heather pushed open the hatch and crawled up on to the floor followed by an enthusiastic Spotz. Here lay a small barren room with a simple desk and stool. Heather sat heavily upon the stool clearly showing her age. She looked back at her granddaughter and smiled.
Spotz just stood there slack jawed. “That’s it?”
Heather chuckled and motioned for Spotz to turn around. Against the back wall a large tapestry hung. Woven of