Chapter 3709: The Two Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy-Eighth Echo: They Had Weathered Storms Before

Lyra watched the growing chasm between her people with a heavy heart.

She gathered the Weavers, her voice a fragile anchor in the storm of their fear.

She spoke not of the fading, but of the weaving, of the stories that had held them together for generations.

It was a story of resilience, a reminder that they had weathered storms before.