Twilight Sparkle looked at her meager checklist, being far more used to a structured schedule, set deadlines, and access to the research resources of both the Royal Palace and the Canterlot Academy for Gifted Unicorns. Back in Canterlot, she had been able to set a personal schedule up to a month in advance without having to worry too much about having to make any adjustments to which classes she would be attending on any particular day.
Unfortunately, being Princess Celestia’s personal protégé, her academy schedule had born little resemblance to those of her fellow students, as her studies had to fit in with the Princess’s itinerary. The final result of which had been a labyrinthine academic record of ever changing classes, semi-independent studies, and seemingly random tests that had ultimately ended up hiding the fact that she had technically exceeded the requirements for graduating (with high honors) slightly more than a year and a half ago.
All that was missing, really, was the ceremony and the diploma, although she had been informed that one would be written up for her just as soon as they tracked down every study course for which she qualified as having completed.
Twilight took some comfort in the fact that she retained her place as Princess Celestia’s personal student, although she had been informed that she was now technically a journeyman mage rather than her previous classification as an apprentice.
This had come as some surprise to Twilight as she hadn’t really given much thought to what her studies were leading her towards as far as her eventual career was concerned.
Although…
Now that she thought about it, she was now a mage, journeyman or otherwise, living in a tree that had a library in it.
Twilight face-hoofed as she realized that she had become a living cliché.
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