The silence of the Architect was a canvas, and the Weavers were the artists. But what to create? The question, the first of its kind in their new reality, hung in the air, a silent challenge. They had been so focused on breaking the rules of the old world that they had not yet considered what rules, if any, their new world should have. The silence was not an answer, but a question, and it was a question they would have to answer together.