“We appear to be running out of lands for Lysander to flee to,” said Cora. “Know you of any other lands which might interest him?”
Jot took a large drink from his cup and stared into space. “Usually, my ships return from the Nations of Heaven by sailing into the briny deep and using the hidden currents and winds to speed their way home. Twice, though, I have taken the southern route, following the coast along the bottom of the Cauldron.”
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