Chapter 3713: The Two Thousand Nine Hundred and Eighty-Second Echo: A Thread of Memory in a Forgetting World

Lyra, seeing the fear in her people, knew she had to act.

She gathered the Weavers and began to spin a tale of the world before the great unraveling, a story of a world held together by the power of a single, unifying song.

Her voice was a balm, a thread of memory in a world that was forgetting itself.

But even as she wove her spell, the silence at the edge of the world grew deeper.