Ostensibly, (which is a word that means we're making this up, but pretending it's all real), where we are as we interact is on a strange collection of space-going Habitats that are linked together and rotating around a common axis.
This rotation provides us with artificial gravity, so that things like toilets will work properly. (And so our Castle doesn't come apart as its stones drift away from each other. -- That would be ... bad.)
The Flying Castle is one of the Habitats. It is a structure we built way back when we were still walking around on the freshly paved carcass of j.j.fate. It is the venerable home of the undying Undead Thread, and it flies because we had to avoid running into the barrier of the End of the Internet, which is similar to Captain James T. Kirk's Barrier at the edge of the Galaxy, except that it is more mathematically certain to exist.
Our Flying Castle ended up floating in Loch Ness. While there we stocked up on beer and decided for some reason to go into space and visit Mars. (You have a lot of reading to catch up on, or to ignore like the rest of us.)
I look toward your building every time I drive through Glen Burnie. Are you still in there?
Ostensibly I like your definition of Ostensibly.
But how can you tell the difference between a strange collection of space-going Habitats and not so strange collection of space-going Habitats. The normal is pretty strange. As is using pretty as adjective for strange.
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