This? This is no shipyard. Ships are... sturdily built, wooden, with bows and sails. These.... things. They are otherworldly. Unholy, even.

( not that laenor has ever considered himself terribly devout, but these 'ships' aren't something that look even remotely close to normal by his standards.

to her credit, he does seem to be warmed by her enthusiasm, though no less wary. )

I am a dragonrider. I've no place on something sails the skies that is not a dragon.