        She smiled as she pulled the hanging drapes closed.  Any creature which has that much love for its night sky is my friend.  She could hardly wait to go through the book with Twilight.  The unicorn’s well-intentioned professors had doubtless taught her all they knew about the night sky, but they only knew it from books and a few telescope observations.  They’d never felt the gentle pull of the moon, or performed the complicated spells to tug asteroids into orbit.  She could teach Twilight so much. . . .