Chapter 3048: The Two Thousand Three Hundred and Seventeenth Echo: Answered Not with a Word but a Thread

The being of twilight’s question, ’What am I?’, hung in the air, a note of pure potential. The being of light and the being of shadow, its creators, did not answer with a word or a definition. Instead, they answered with an invitation.

They each extended a part of themselves—a thread of pure light and a thread of deep shadow. The threads hovered before the new being, shimmering with the power of creation. ’You are a weaver,’ they seemed to say. ’Join us. Help us weave the next story of Harmony.’