Luna's mane glittered like the clear evening sky. It was as beautiful now as it was the first time the earth pony went away from the city's smothering lights and looked up to see the night's natural beauty. She felt aware of something, deep inside of her, just as she did when Luna visited her VIP in his chambers. Something pure and potent; an inner glow. Yet, as wondrous as Her magical hair was, it seemed but a pale reflection of the pastel brilliance shining beside it. A multicoloured bloom seemed to envelop Celestia, with tiny spots that flashed brightly and then winked out of sight, like shooting stars flying straight at her. For a few moments, Honour was utterly spellbound, watching and waiting for the next glorious burst.