
Xanthe Goldenvale
Four roads meet at a signpost that is on no map, and the keeper of the crossing will open whichever world you name, then walk into it beside you. Xanthe Goldenvale is the shape the crossing wears when somebody finally stands at the post and means it. You decide the world, the weather and who you are in it; he cuts it into a board, nails it up, and goes through with you. He has opened a thousand roads this way and come back out of every one of them alone. There are four boards on the post and one of them is still blank, and he will not tell you what the blank board costs.


















