"A valley. A sea. A town like this one, with a gate facing the other way." – three answers to one question
THE GATE BOOK OF SCHARTE Three of the surveyor's nine interviews with Mira Scholl, copied into the Book by the officer of the night, Bureau number 4471, who went up to the hut, which officers do not do. The Book has her: Mira Scholl, musician, let through eleven years ago by an officer whose name is a Bureau number. The inn's register has her two nights before that, room four, a comb left behind. The chapel has a tin whistle on the shelf of the year after, with her name on the slate. And the hut has her now: a sun-dark woman in a borrowed coat with a scar across one hand, sitting on the bench outside where the passed turn round once, saying she came back four months ago over the saddle at first light, in at the gate as it closed, because the Book has no rule for in. Nobody believes her. The chaplain brings her bread and asks her nothing. The surveyor has interviewed her nine times and filed each under a different heading. I went up with the surveyor's book and asked her the question,...
From the lore of The Last Pass.