Arriving on the island in Lilith's Tears.

Yet unease stole back into his mind, unstoppable, creeping upon him with doubts and fear. This island did not exist. All at once he felt his stomach twist at the very idea. When the storm had struck they had been hundreds of miles from any landmass, he had tracked their progress each day and the chart told all – The Stolen Rose had been afloat in the midst of a huge ocean, further from land than it would ever be possible to drift, and with weeks before it even drew close to any. This revelati...