In the blue distance, the enormous form of Darinth was visible against the glimmer of the Silent Sea. Further toward the darkness, along the coast, the equally massive silhouette of Kolpennion emerged from the haze. A little farther behind it, he even thought he could make out Zhef. Between him and the cities of Shenna lay a sea of fields, gardens, farms, and villages. Anyone born here could count themselves lucky.