"Over the mountains, under the sea / fly to the edge of the world with me," Susan murmurs. It has the cadence of a rhyme, nearly chanted. "I never thought to live anywhere but Hambry. And even after I knew I were to be leaving, I couldn't imagine what it would be like to live in Gilead, say true. But Mid-World were never as lovely as this, not since the Great Poisoning and mayhap before even."