*warning / trigger warning for racial slurs, sexism and classic Doc styled ignorance. Read with caution and feel free to hate the old idiot. I can assure you; he does not care one bit*.
Nikola walked into to the giant tin room with a skylight glass pane that spanned the entire ceiling. She looked up and saw that the sky was a pale blue with streaks of purple and nartjie orange that merged and danced along the celestial plain. She just smiled up at the sky and felt a warmth spread through her as she thought about the moments that had just passed.
