Morgan walked swiftly through the woods when it started. The first stream of lights flickered across the sky. She knew what it meant. It only happened ever hundred years, and she was in the best place to see it. Up ahead, there was a small clearing in the dense forest, a flat, angled rock sat in the middle. Stars began to pop out of the darkness that engulfed the sky. The galaxy was coming to life as Morgan climbed up onto the rock. She laid down on the smooth surface, propping her head up to see the show. Soon, larger spheres began to reflect the light, showing the nearby planets, their green and blue glow lighting up the sky. She could see galaxies appear and shooting stars race across the open air. The stars sparkled like magic as the universe came to life. This is magic Morgan thought, looking into the vast glittering space. The magic of the sky.