I managed to catch the end of Steelhead's fairy tale
festival storytelling session tonight as Col. O'Toole regaled us with a story from
1001 Nights...

An overview of the ballroom and its fanciful decorations, including an orrery by Miss Hilra suspended from the ceiling...

Later that evening, Lunar and I had a bit of fun sitting on the swans in the central waters behind my shop in Regency, much to the surprise of my neighbor Mr Palisades. My cleaning bill will be a bit interesting given all of that satin and velvet, but at least I won't have to burn it like the dress I wore exploring the
sewers that time...
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