118 Side Story (8)

Cassandra gaped in awe as she entered the domed pavilion. She scanned the entire space, enchanted at the beauty that she had never thought she'd witness in her life. 

The interior looked like one was stepping into nature. The perimeter of the dome was covered in wisterias spaced at a yard length, it crept up to the high ceiling of the dome letting its purple flowers decorate the ceiling like a chandelier, and surrounding the oculus at the center. Beneath that rounded opening in the roof where the rays of the sun and moon can enter directly, a pedestal stood tall at the height of one's waist, carrying a clear mystical ball on top.