Chapter 3726: The Two Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Fifth Echo: A Song of Memory Against the Silence

Lyra could not hear the story in the stone. She heard only the silence of a world being unwritten.

It was a silence she remembered, a silence that had preceded the great unraveling, the silence of a narrative losing its power to hold the world together.

And so she began to sing, not a song of creation, but a song of memory, a song that wove together the names of the ancestors, the stories of the heroes, the myths that had given them form and purpose.

The Weavers flocked to her, hungry for the familiar comfort of a story well-told. The Listeners remained with Elara and Kael, their attention fixed on the silent, unfolding epic of the stone.