Now I also understood properly how the docks - one at Hadramaw and a second at its counterpart in Incer - were like a pair of horns jutting out from our world on either side, as tall again as Mazarile's own radius, so that the distance from the swallower to the tip of either dock was more than sixteen leagues.
'Impressed?' Rackamore asked.
'I don't know,' I said, and it was the honest truth. It was impressive to see our entire world in one glimpse. But it also made me feel small and insignificant and a bit stupid for ever thinking Mazarile was anything special.