The shine leads him to a partially caved-in room, one that's ceiling has been half-way replaced with roots and leaves. A stained glass portrait of the goddess Ourania somehow remains whole and unmarred, light shining through it in a way that feels like moonlight. It portrays her as holding a star in one hand before her, the hand behind her calling the sea. Several white pieces of glass represent the cosmos above.

Resting below is a half-buried chest. Smells like mom!