Sky
“It’s easier to see in November.” Sybill commented, blowing on her hot chocolate. When Ted looked over she smiled and elaborated “the Andromeda galaxy. I assume that’s why you’re squinting into the night sky. It’s easier to see in November, when there aren’t so many low hanging clouds.” She sipped her drink and leaned back, head angled towards the sky “everyone talks about how good I was at divination, no one is half as interested in how good I was at astrology too.” She hummed softly. “I suppose it isn’t as rare to be good at astrology. But there’s a comfort in the stars, don’t you think? Proof that the world keeps turning. Plus y’know every time I remember that space exists I get pretty excited about that.”












