Back in Sabre’s cabin. The MAP, with her palm flat upon it.
1. SABRE/above: This isn’t simply a map of the weather, gentlemen.
SABRE, DRAKE, and DRUM, as she speaks to them.
2. SABRE: It foretells which Lands shall be touched and which shall
3. SABRE: Which Lands shall live and which shall die.
On SABRE. Aglow with the excitement of the find, fully aware of what it portends.
4. SABRE: This is a map of the future.