Picture the wildest rodeo you’ve ever seen. Now picture it half a mile above the earth.
Few things define a ship more than her guardian spirit.
"It’s important to remember, when dealing with the clockfolk, that they only LOOK like toys."
You pass through a woodland with a floor that seems remarkably clean of debris. Suddenly your attention is drawn to a twisted bit of wood by the trail side, a short broken twig with several stubs of branches along its length and most of the bark missing. When you reach it, the twig blurs and turns into a small brown lizard, caught in the middle of its body-twisting run. The little reptile darts away down the trail with impossible speed, no doubt magically enhanced, and is lost to sight in a moment. Now someone knows you are coming...