The ruins of the Threadweavers stood in eerie silence,nestled within a desolate valley.Towering spires that once symbolized knowledge and mastery now lay broken and covered in creeping vines.The air felt heavy,as if the past clung to this place like a shroud,unwilling to let go. Kaelen, Aelira, and, Bryn approached cautiously,their footsteps echoing faintly. Kaelen's eyes roamed the ruins with an unexplainable pull of familiarity,though he had never sat foot there before.These wall have witnessed wonders and horros alike,"Aelira whispered, her voice reverent."The Threadweavers were more than artisans-they were the keepers of lllidra's magic,weaving life itself into balance.Until they were destroyed".Bryn scoffed."Destroyed by their own hubris,no doubt.That's usually how these stories go".Aelira shot a sharp look but said nothing.lnstead,she guided them to a crumbling archway,its carvings worn by time.The intricate patterns depicted figures weaving threads of light,their faces serene yet solemn.Beneath them,a tapestry stretched across the stone,its threads frayed,as if the world it represented had begun to unravel."This place feels.... alive,"Kealen murmured,touching the carvings. A faint hum resonated beneath his fingers,sending a shiver up his arm. "lt should,"Aelira replied. "The Loom's essence lingers here. The Threadweavers built these walls to channel its power.Even in ruin ,the echoes remain. They ventured deeper into the ruins,passing broken looms and faded murals.The air grew colder and the light dimmed as if the ruins themselves mourned their lost purpose. At last they entered a grand chamber,its ceiling open to the sky. ln its center stood a massive loom,its frame twisted and cracked but still imposing. Strands of thread hung from it,glowing faintly with an otherworldly light. "The loom of Creation's power flows through all threads,"Aelira said,stepping forward."This was where the Threadweavers practiced their craft,ensuring the balance of magic.But when the Unraveler rose,they were unprepared for such destruction. The guild fell and the Loom was hidden." Kaelen stared at the broken loom,unease coiling in his chest. "Why did the Threadweavers fail? Couldn't they stop the Unraveler?" Aelira hesitated,her gaze dropping."Their fall wasn't due to lack of power but betrayal. One of their own sought to control the Loom,believing they could reshape lllidra to their own vision. That ambition opened the way for the Unraveler." The words hung heavy in the air.Kaelen couldn't shake the feeling that Aelira was holding something back. Bryn,pacing around the room ,chuckled darkly. "Sounds like they got what was coming to them. People who play with that much power usually do."Kaelen frowned. "Yuo speak as though you're any different. You've made deals with dangerous people, haven't you?" Bryn's smirk faltered,his eyes narrowing. "Careful,weaver. You don't knoww what l've done or why." "Enough," Aelira interjected sharply. "We're here to uncover the truth ,not to tear each other apart."

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