the last blues we're ever gonna have

This scar I can't reverse, when the more it heals the worse it hurts

Easily able to see in the darkness, it's nevertheless a familiar and easy stroll toward the cliffsides where the various aerial ships are docked. "Quite warm. You would not think being that much closer to the sun matters, given how far away it is in the big scheme of things, but.." The Lullaby shrugs. Sunburns don't bother the Taliesin's very much, if only because of how quickly they can heal, but the heat is still just as oppressive. "The waterfall flows upwards right behind our houseboat, and we have managed to grow sturdy enough ivy on a trellis that we have removed the fencing and it now just hovers inside of the falls." Did Remi have aspirations of making it climbable one day? You know he does.

"The dragons do not bother us very much, or when they do, it is usually us who has provoked them first." The Lullaby adds with a shrug, as if harassing dragons was the sort of activity just anyone might do with their afternoons. "I am not saying that Ronin has been stealing from them, only that his hoard of things has grown in direct proportion to the number of dragon-sightings near our valley." Again, he shrugs. If Ronin's worst vice was stealing from dragons, so be it. It wasn't as though the Lullaby was in a position to judge.

REMI