The Magicians Nephew: The Chronicles of Narnia -- C.S. Lewis

One moment there had been nothing but darkness; next moment a thousand thousand points of light leaped out — single stars, constellations, and planets, brighter and bigger than any in our world. There were no clouds. The new stars and the new voices began at exactly the same time. If you had seen and heard it, as Digory did, you would have felt quite certain that it was the stars themselves which were singing . . .