The boredom of Thursday evenings gets to Twilight Sparkle, and she decides to create a fun meet-at-home club.

The problem is that she doesn't create a book club. Seriously Twilight. You're a librarian. I mean, come on. Book club didn't occur to you?

Sigh... no. Twilight's idea is Cauldron Club! Yes, Cauldron Club! Cute name for a potentially catastrophic alchemical disaster, isn't it? Now anyone with a desire to dabble in the arcane and... disturbingly reactive world of potion-making can gather in a single place to celebrate their mad science harmless hobby!

Potion-making can be a dangerous hobby, Twilight. More-so if that hobby is shared. What could go wrong?

Oh, and... bring your own cauldron.

This story takes place between "Keep Calm and Flutter On," and "Magical Mystery Cure," and so features unicorn Twilight.

The book doesn't look like much. It's ancient, but the craft is simple, hoof-made. The ink is faded to near-illegibility. There is nothing on the cover, save the name of its one-time owner.

Twilight almost passes it by. Next to ancient, massive tomes with impressive gold leaf and jewel studded covers on the shelves of the deepest section of the Canterlot archives, it is so unassuming. But on a whim, she opens it. Inside, Twilight is surprised to discover, is one of the most complete records of the life of Starswirl the Bearded, her personal hero. It is recorded in his own words, by a pegasus who has been forgotten to history, save for this humble, remarkable record.

This is Twilight's transposition of the contents.