Rarity, a midnight escape.
The stars danced around the sky. It was magnificent. A painting so beautiful that made Rarity feel small compared to the world. Insignificant to Luna's domain. A hint of existential contemplation...
Movement flowed from the spider web.
Time stood still:
< It came upon Rarrity a spider was on her.
< A gasp, and she fled.
< Rarity awoke.