Chapters (65)
- Prologue
- Part One: Channels
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Interlude I: Elsewhere
- Interlude II: Bellis Coldwine
- Part Two: Salt
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Interlude III: Elsewhere
- Part Three: The Compass Factory
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Interlude IV: Elsewhere
- Part Four: Blood
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Interlude V: Tanner Sack
- Interlude VI: Elsewhere
- Part Five: Storms
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Interlude VII: Basilisk Channel
- Interlude VIII: Elsewhere
- Part Six: Morning Walker
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Interlude IX: The Brucolac
- Part Seven: The Lookout
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Coda: Tanner Sack
"So I am, but I’m saying that here… I think the Brucolac may be… wrong about their plans. I mean… it does all fit into place."
There is a source of power, the Lover had told the crowds, on the edge of the world. An awesome place: a rip through which great waves of puissance pounded reality. One man in Armada has the proof, said the Lover, and knows how to tap that power. But for many years it could not be reached.
There is a beast, the Lover had told them: a stunning kind of thing, an animal that breaches into Bas-Lag and slips away again from time to time. And Armada had called to it certain famous men who could learn how to trap that animal.
The woman who made me, the Lover had thundered, pointing to the Lover, realized that the second fact meant the first could be acted on.
On the far side of the Hidden Ocean, the Lover had said, is the source of that power. But no ship has crossed the Hidden Ocean, they say. Friends-he had spread his arms with triumph, as Carrianne imitated to Bellis-the avanc is no ship.
And so, Bellis realized, the Lover had admitted the truth that he and his had kept from the city for years, the plans that they had already had in place when they employed Tintinnabulum, snatched the Sorghum, traveled to the anophelii island, raised the avanc. He had admitted the truth of those plans, and had done so in such a way that he was not stoned for his manipulation and lies, but was buoyed up by applause.
We can cross the Hidden Ocean,he had shouted to cheers. We can tap the Scar.
"That was when we learnt its name," Carrianne said.
"But it’s so uncertain," said Bellis, and Carrianne nodded.
"Of course."
"The ships, the fleet…"
Carrianne nodded again. "Some are already tethered to the city. And when the others can’t follow us, that’s alright. Our ships have always sailed alone for months at a time, and they always find their way back to us. Those following us now know what’s happening, and those that are away, well, this is nothing new. The city’s always had its own movements. We’re not going to disappear in the Hidden Ocean, Bellis. We’re not here to stay… We’re here to find the Scar, and then leave again."
"But what the fuck kind of place is this?" said Bellis thinly. "We’ve no idea what’s here, what kind of powers, what creatures, what enemies…"