It is a well-known fact that flying into clouds can lead to loss of orientation.
It is a less well-known fact that flying into clouds may lead one somewhere else entirely.
In fact, only one person has learned this so far.
Well, that one over there is pretty complex and ominous, but it's also pretty close, and made of Pink Dungeon Brick, and has a something-or-other standing just in front of its surface entrance.
He takes a closer look at the Book of Skulls (weapon). How does it weap? Can he fire skulls through walls with it?
These magic labels for things haven't steered him wrong yet, and Fallen Stars seem to be a renewable resource, so: munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch munch.
He test-fires two at some unreinforced merely-window-thickness glass and a passing zombie.
This is mildly ouchy, but only very mildly, and the cozy glow of all those heart candies ensures it doesn't ouch for long.