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Things found

Brought in

Not everything the valley loses stays lost. Things surface — out of nets, out of ruins, out of trades nobody remembers making — and what surfaces gets brought in, set on the table, and argued about. The finder says what they saw. Nobody says what it means.

Added as things are brought in. No schedule — the valley does not surface on one. The Discord hears of each first.

Tel'led, span-warden · off the basin · brought in before the rains

The knot

Ends: none found. Method: none known. It was cut free of a net-line off the basin, and the net-line had no business being knotted. So entered.

Drakka-Turr, trader on the Stair · Ropewalk, under-market · brought in between thaw and first green

The glove

Bought it for a fish. The hand that shaped it was strong, and it held one tool for years, and the tool is gone, and the glove still holds it. That is more grip than I paid for.

Sev'ves of the third tier · a dry cistern under the Warrens · brought in the morning the fog lifted late

A charm string

Left knots, tight. Right knots, tight. The spacing is a rhythm. I have not heard the rhythm. I have not stopped listening for it.

Karrath Highcrag, of the gate-hall · the lamp lane · brought in a hand of days after festival

The keeper's oil can

Found at the twelfth post. The keeper's mark is on the base. The keeper did not drop it. That is all the record says. The record is enough.

Ollar-Shum, first cast · below Zuna-hal · brought in the week the kilns were relit

A toy of wire

Pulled it out of the flood-line silt below Zuna-hal. Four legs, no species anyone will claim, mended better each time by a different hand. I asked two coins for it. The Kravaan asked me why it was warm. It is not. It was not. Two coins.

As told at the fire by Marrat-Tosk, third cast · out of the Catch · brought in before first thaw. No picture. It is not coming out for one.

The sealed thing

Something came out of the Catch. Not a thing that walked, or flew, or broke the line. A thing they pulled out of the wreck. It is in the Cold Keep annex, under Concord lock, and it is not going to stay there forever. Nobody will say, except that it was sealed and the first three who touched it got the shakes so bad they had to be iced down in the basin for an hour. They say it is a message. Or a code. Or a promise.

The shelf is long, and most of it is still empty. So is the valley’s patience. More is brought in as it is brought in.

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