We open with the Quest fleeing or being pushed from Elemesnedene, we aren’t sure which. It seems the winds wouldn’t mind wrecking Starfare’s Gem on the reefs, off the coast where it won’t bother the Elohim, but can’t be troubled to do a thorough job. Honninscrave and the crew are equal to the winds, and the ship becomes cheerful again as they win free of Elohim influence.
Now Linden is free to worry about the mindless Covenant.
This time Linden is determined to make every effort to heal him, but she is aware that she went at it with the wrong attitude the last time she tried to enter his mind. She tries to compose herself for the next attempt, but focuses on Seadreamer’s mute distress instead. Anything to avoid facing Covenant... Nothing assuaged the fathomless plunge which lay beyond his gaze.
Linden is having trouble with the responsibility of command for the Quest, which she has taken on, not just because of Covenant’s inner departure, but because of the status forced on her when the Elohim dubbed her Sun-Sage. Too, she has the Haruchai staring her failures at her wherever she goes. Looking for distraction, she gets more than she bargained for, when Pitchwife describes to her the properties of his craft:sitting in his chamber exactly as he sat within his mind, uttering the litany of his bereavement in that abandoned voice.
To illustrate his point, Pitchwife tells Linden of his test by the Elohim. It was essentially an Elohim pretending to be Pitchwife, but beautiful and healthy instead of crippled. Pitchwife recognized that the fake Pitchwife could not disguise his cold eyes, because he lacked the essential warmth of the real one. It is an illustration, not only of the qualities for which Pitchwife could love himself, but of the limitations even to the overwhelming power of the Elohim.... “The power of pitch arises as does any other, from the essence of the adept who wields it. All power is an articulation of its wielder.”
SRD is pointing out three things here. 1) the generosity of Pitchwife, who urges Linden not to blame the Elohim for not solving her problems, 2) the fact that no one can express his powers in ways alien to his essential nature, and 3) the helplessness of power, a paradox which SRD has said runs through the entire 2nd Chrons.
Linden and Pitchwife have barely finished talking when Vain moves, for the first time in days. This in itself would be news, but it turns out Vain is bird-dogging Findail the Elohim, stowed away inside the foremast. What with Vain staring at his mast from close quarters, and Seadreamer trying to tackle it, Findail comes out and shows himself. Follows apologies, breast beating, and refusals to help from Findail, and he and Vain settle in as if to spend the rest of the voyage in abrasive silence, side by side in the prow.
A quick account from the First of her examination by the Elohim confirms Linden’s reluctant understanding: Findail cannot help her. Fiercely she heads for Covenant’s cabin, with no hope but to enter and possess his mind. Again, it is the wrong attitude.
She is found unconscious, and there she stays while the unforgiving Haruchai nurse her back to life.... She could not look away from the fathomless well of his emptiness.