The Unmaking

Rhys watched the cacophony of the Unfolding Tapestry with a growing sense of dismay. The chorus of threads, once a symbol of unity, had become a discordant symphony of individual expressions, each vying for attention. He knew that he had to act, to restore the harmony that had been lost. His gambit was a solvent, a data-thread designed to erase the newer, chaotic additions to the Tapestry, a cleansing fire that would burn away the dross and leave only the pure, original vision. With a steady hand, he introduced the solvent into the data-stream, watching as it began to unravel the tapestry, thread by thread.