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// Reunion - Chapter 17 
// Story: Diary of the Night 
// by CalebH 
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I remember the first constellation I ever made. It was nothing but a foals hoof painting really. It was just a few stars in the rough shape of a unicorn. No galaxies, no nebulae, just stars. In the sky now it is nothing special but it will always hold a place of privilege in my heart. I still remember the night I put it in the sky.

“Daddy, daddy look,” I said holding out my star-chart. 

“That’s nice, what is it?” he asked.

“It’s you silly, come see,” I say dragging him to a window by his hoof. He follows as every parent being dragged by an exuberant foal follows. “Look, look,” I say pointing into the empty night. Joining the moon on her lonely vigil are nine infant stars blinking into existence. 

I looked at my father to see his smile. He was the first pony to ever smile at the night sky. No longer was the night a thing of fear; a necessary evil so that the world would not burn under the harsh sun. It could have life and light and beauty and I could give it. 

An eternal destiny from one smile. After the first ever stargaze father saw that I had a cutie mark. Celestia was so jealous.
-L