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Twilight decides to take a break from her intense studying and appreciate the beauty of the magical night. Much later, that night's inspiration sends Rainbow Dash to her dreams.
Ponies will go where their determination allows.
My god. This story will never receive the recognition it deserves. Your use of descriptive language and overall atmosphere of this story is stunning. You didn't let it get convoluted with any worthless garbage, and kept it true to a clear and beautiful goal the whole way through.
Well done. Someday I'd love to be half the writer you are.
for some reason, the first couple of paragraphs were going in one ear and out the other(or however you would modify that saying for text) for me, but it's kinda late and I think that was more my fault than the story's.
A fun little story, and this from someone who normally isn't a fan of these shorter one shot affairs. I approve.
How it should end.
Rainbow Dash: "Can I join the Wonderbolts?!?"
Spitfire: "Um, no."
Raibow Dash: "What......"
Spitfire: "I mean, despite the fact that you helped save Equestria three times, saved the team from certain death, won the Best Young Fliers competition, can do a sonic rainboom on command, got to the moon AND got water up to clsdale with barely enough wingpower, we're still not letting you join.
Rainbow Dash: "Why not!"
Spitfire: "Because you aren't good enough."
Rainbow Dash: "
"
Spitfire: "Bye bye now!"
And then Rainbow Factory.
It was a nice story. However, due to the tone and plot of the narrative, maybe a little less Purple Prose would have helped. It works well as a cure story, but the dialogue feels a little too heavy handed. I guess you were going more for a poetic/introspective feel, but the effect might have been strong if those instances were restricted to certain points in the narrative.
Even if that irked me somewhat, the characterizations and the (friend)shipping were very well handled, so it was a good story.
Well, the epilogue makes this story. I would agree with a previous commenter that the prose is a bit purple to begin with, and something about how the characters just suddenly and without any awkwardness dive into the heartfelt declarations seems a bit inorganic. But the visuals are quite nice.
Sometimes I regret my oath to Never Unwrite, Never Delete, yknow? 
Anyway, I liked the story, by the end of it. I can't give you a thumbs-up because for completely unknown reasons, FiMFiction isn't allowing me to upvote things. I do not know why this is.
Some evil, masochistic part of me wanted this story to be sad. Wanted there to be an accident. 
"Ground control to Major Tom, your circuit's dead, there's something wrong!
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?"
That sort of thing.
As it stands, I share Skywriter's sentiments. It's a tad "inorganic", but not a bad read.
"... heat from the rocket hadn’t yet been matched by the cool of the outside."
Space is not cold. The problem is that the atmosphere becomes so thin that there is no heat transfer whatsoever. Venting heat is a much more pressing issue, because even though the average temperature is near absolute zero, there isn't any atmosphere through which the heat can be transferred.
I'M SORRY I'M GETTING TWILIGHT SPARKLE ALL OVER YOUR AMAZING LOVELY STORY IT JUST BUGS ME 
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Just one thing. WHAT THE HAY DID THAT NOTE SAY?!
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