        In an instant, she was standing on the beach again, the comforting presence of the dome glowing around her.  Lyra looked around carefully, to see if anything seemed out of place.  It was still dark here; they knew that the solar cycle on this planet was not aligned with their own.  Celestia had been able to come up with what they hoped was a workable calculation for the variation in solar time between the new world and their own after her brief stay on the new planet; unsurprisingly, she was quite adept at celestial mechanics. 