"Not at all," Sandry said. She understood one word in three, but curvature didn't help her guess at what was curved or why.

She walked over to the table, and dug through the basket she carried. She had ink but wasn't sure of the paper. But she did find her colored yarn, and that would work. "Let's see." Using the yarn as lines, she sketched out continents and seas. While she was moving the skein of yarn in one hand, Gorden might notice that the yarn always seemed to fall exactly in the right shape, and even kinked up where sharper corners were needed. Or the fact that she always seemed to come to the end of a piece exactly where she needed it to be without having to cut thread for it.

"Do you recognize any of this?"