There it comes—closer—there.
Got dark all of a sudden.
Snap your fingers; the night-cloud is trained, it knows what to do.
It spits out stars... be patient... it grumbles, but it coughs up a moon.
Right, then. Nighttime.
Lie down. Close your eyes. This is the boring part.
The stars are skittish, though.
The more you move, the more they shy away.
Stay very still. One is drawing nearer... almost touching your nose... and...
Zop! There you go. Zopped into the dreamworld.
The night-cloud's done its job. You're all set for the night.
Have a good sleep....