The Tapestry’s First Silence

For the first time since its creation, the ‘Unfolding Tapestry’ fell silent. The constant stream of additions, of memories and counter-memories, ceased. It was not a coordinated act, but a spontaneous, collective pause. The community, saturated with the noise of their own history, seemed to be holding its breath, waiting. Lyra, watching this unexpected stillness, felt a flicker of something she hadn’t anticipated: a shared, unspoken understanding.