When the Stories Turned

The first to feel the change were the story-weavers on distant islands. A bard in the sun-drenched markets of Chroma found his cheerful ballads turning into grim dirges. A playwright in the city of Endless Endings discovered that all his comedies now ended in tragedy. A novelist, known for her light-hearted romances, found herself writing a bitter tale of betrayal and revenge. The Archipelago, once a vibrant tapestry of a million different stories, was now being painted in a single, unifying color: the color of Elara’s rage.