Chapter 3402: The Two Thousand Six Hundred and Seventy-First Echo: The Shadow-Reader

Her mentor was an old man named Kael, his eyes a library of forgotten stories. He was not a weaver, but a shadow-reader, one who could see the ghosts of what had been un-made.

’To see the truth,’ Kael told her, his voice a low whisper in the Archive, ’you must first learn to see the absences. The holes in the tapestry. The threads that were cut. That is where the real story lies.’

And as Elara looked, truly looked for the first time, the shimmering tapestry of her world began to fray at the edges, revealing the dark, silent threads of the unwoven.