I was almost afraid to peer at her desk. At a glance it looked like a simple, almost innocent-looking desk of oak, simple and sturdy as was her bed. However on top of it was a little diorama of what looked like a grassy field with a starry background. On it was all the makings of what looked like a stargazing camp, with a few miniature telescopes and tents made of matchsticks set in a circle around a paper-origami fire. Around it were painstakingly carved and painted pony miniatures. A few I recognized instantly as the Elements of Harmony.