Mira drew the shoreline without drawing the gate.
At first Eli did not notice the distinction. The curve of the harbor looked familiar beside her pencil, followed by a narrow cut in the rock and a sloping approach above it. Her hand moved with the confidence of someone returning to a place she had walked. He felt the old relief of useful memory before Sera placed the present exterior survey beside it.
“Which of these did you see in this life?” Sera asked.
Mira stopped at the cut.
“Not all of them.”
“Mark it.”
They were in the private planning room. The public team brief already stated there was no verified interior survey. Here the core group could examine the remembered source without pretending its origin belonged in a harbor notice.
Mira used a different line for the coast she remembered from travel before her former life’s disaster. The current gate event had not occurred in either known timeline. Her recollection described shore, rock and approaches. It did not supply streets behind an opening that had never existed for her to enter.
