Sea of Unraveling Hours

The quiet moments between battles were the hardest. The lab, usually alive with energy and urgency, felt almost too still. Mira sat alone beside the knot, the glow of its threads casting soft light on her face. Her thoughts drifted back to Elara—the friend she lost, the shadow she faced, and the promise she made.

Linh approached quietly, breaking the silence. "You're carrying a heavy burden, Mira."

Mira smiled faintly. "We all are. But sometimes it feels like the weight is mine alone."

Linh sat beside her. "We're here. You don't have to carry it alone."

Mira nodded, grateful for the comfort. "The tapestry remembers everything. Our victories, our failures… even the moments we try to forget."

Felix joined them, stretching after a long day of training. "Sounds like the tapestry's got a pretty good memory. Too bad I can't say the same for myself."

Kiran chuckled softly. "Maybe that's why we're here—to remind each other."

The conversation drifted to their pasts, the memories that shaped them and the regrets they fought to overcome. Each story was a thread woven into the tapestry, binding them together.

But beneath the warmth, a shadow lingered. The knot pulsed faintly, a reminder that the Severer's threat was ever-present.

Suddenly, the lab's alarms blared, shattering the calm. Linh's eyes widened as she scanned the monitors. "New anomaly detected—approaching fast."

Mira stood, heart pounding. "Prepare for impact. This fight isn't over."

Outside, the city held its breath as the next wave of darkness surged forward.

The tapestry awaited its next Weaver.