The farther you go, the more people want to get to you—grab what’s yours, force you to do what benefits them—while you yourself only want one thing: to study calmly. But then a creepy shadow of Ghosts, the Others, rises over the Worldweaving, and there’s no one to stop them except you—because you are the Wayfarer and the avatar of the Judge. What should you do? You could leave, but would it be cowardice to abandon those who hope for you? It would be, and you understand that perfectly—so you clench your teeth and move forward…