Chapter 3671: The Two Thousand Nine Hundred and Fortieth Echo: The Scream Where a Song Had Been

Lyra had not always been a guardian of the old ways.

She remembered a time when the silence was a comfort, a space where she could hear her own voice, her own song.

But the great unraveling had taken that from her, had replaced the silence with a void, and the song with a scream.

She had seen what happened when the story was lost, when the world was reduced to a collection of facts without a narrative to bind them.

And she would not let it happen again.