The blue-tiled roofs of the town below him shone in the morning sun, the streamers, banners, and innumerable colourful tents erected for the festival giving it an erratic splash of colour in the streets of the town. The pegasi had scheduled a conspicuous lack of clouds today, allowing Joachim to see clearly for miles in all directions. It never ceased to take his breath away, especially here on the coast: the endless blue shining sea stretching off into eternity, the waves rolling lazily over one another in the breeze, broken only by the occasional passing ship, the seemingly endless forests interrupted with sudden rudeness by farm clearances and flood valleys around the natural bend in the long-winding Klenderfeather River.