Chapter 935 Not Okay

• Skye
• The observatory is a wide, circular room set up like an auditorium. A stage rests under the glass dome protecting observers from the elements, but otherwise, the sky is wide and open. I sink into a chair at the very back. It’s dark, the stars are out and blinking, and it’s only noon. This place? It’s sacred to me–like a church where I pray, but instead of talking to the Goddess, I sit here and look up, trying to piece together the strange elements of my mind that make me who I am and determine what I see in my visions.
• I use this place as a lecture hall sometimes. An exterior shield can be brought up over the dome itself, and projectors paint the night sky instead, giving students and staff alike a view of the far reaches of our universe.