She stared at Item 1. The tear that should have fallen on Veruda. The one someone had re-stitched to fall into the sea.
Aris picked up her smallest scalpel. She could cut the knot. Un-weave the weaver. Stop the flood by preventing the tapestry from ever being made. Mola Errata List
But why?
The official Mola Errata List was a single, vellum page glued to the back of the frame, written in the spidery hand of the artist’s apprentice. Every restoration project had errata—corrections, mistakes, second thoughts. But this list was different. She stared at Item 1
Aris checked the tapestry. The third silver tear had indeed been stitched falling into a stylized ocean. But beneath the top layer of thread, a faint, older stitch led directly to the tiny, burnt-umber cluster of Veruda. Someone had changed it. Purposefully. Aris picked up her smallest scalpel
Aris’s breath fogged the glass. She looked at the lower left border. There it was: a tiny, tight black knot, indistinguishable from the thousands of others unless you were looking for it.