“How would anyone have found our world?” Dusk asked. “Through this darkness?” “By luck,” Dajer said. “Navigation here, as I’m sure you know, is virtually impossible. You’re lucky your god dropped you within sight of the island here. If you’d needed to cross the true darkness of the unsea…well, you’d wander forever, and die. Regardless, we have reports of people finding this island—then losing it. In the deep past, perhaps some of your people traveled through and got very, very lucky in finding civilization beyond the darkness.”
