But rather an unearthly and dim white figure standing still as an apparition near the burning building, luridly illuminated by the blaze? A map, I murmured, meant for birds.
Or, Janos said, men who can fly, or at least transport them¬selves from peak to peak with magic.
There was the outline of the Pepper Coast, as if this marked the limits of the Watcher's area of concern, then the map sprawled east?