Luneshale Pass my love, are you the devil?

That's a beautiful name, she murmurs, curious of the meaning. But Aqillutaq's next words are what catch her attention:

Ay, the ocean!

Asun had only seen the ocean once in her life; the river of her childhood home sheared an anguine path toward it, finally splaying itself out into a low-lying delta at the coast.

The flat infinity of the water had scared her. She had never thought the world had an end. It made her heart clench to think of Kusuma's natal islands too, somewhere beyond the Earth's curvature.

You've come a long way, surely. Don't you miss it?

She casts a look around herself to confirm the obvious. There is nothing but sun-beaten land for miles.