The urban diary of a cryptoVictorian ungentlewoman
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
So it's still not the world's best picture, but I cranked my draw distance up to suicidal levels to get it.... Me and Tali standing on top of the tower in Burroughs, watching air krakens playing in the setting sun, while the Iron Cloud hovers over everything. (If you look close, you can see Dear Ophelia, the white CAT airship, coming in to dock at the Cloud.)
It was, as Tali pointed out, a very Caledonian moment.
Well, except for that mini-skirt, which is not Caledonian at all.