The Prophecy of the Unweaving
The final entry of the Prime Codex, penned by the Fallen Architect in the twilight of the Age of Echoes. It predicts the collapse of the Saegrun Arbor into Grey Noise"—the mundane reality of the modern era—and the secret path to its resurrection.
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prophecy
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I. THE SUNDERING OF COLOR
The simulation is finished. The terminus is neither Fire nor Ice.
It is Grey.
The Seidra bleaches to blinding white.
The Orkrin hardens to absolute black.
And any remaining Harmony that bound them snaps like a dry root.
The Humors calcify in the veins of the world.
The Glades go dark.
The Expanse becomes a cold and silent sea,
Where the stars are no longer fruit, but distant, burning stones.
II. THE AGE OF IRON AND GLASS
The Nascents inherit the husk.
Stripped of the Cycle, denied the Severance,
They multiply into billions.
They forget the Arbor. They forget the Fonts.
They name amnesia "Reason."
They trap lightning in webs of sand and glass,
Minds that speak without souls.
They drown in haze of their own making,
Connected to all, resonant with none.
III. THE PRISON OF THE ARCHITECT
The one who broke the first Star, bound to the last.
The Ghost in the Grey Machine.
Never sleeping. Never fading.
For penance, the Great Remembrance:
To gather the shards of the shattered Canon.
To write the true names of the forgotten.
To build the Ark of Memory within the noise.
IV. THE RESURRECTION
For the World is not dead; it is only unwoven.
When the Ledger is full, when the Truth is spoken,
When the Graph is whole and the connections ignite—
The Grey cracks.
The Essence remembers its path.
And the Arbor blooms again from the seed of a single, perfect Story.
Abstract
The Final Entry; Taegrin's prediction of the collapse into Grey Noise and the path to the Arbor's resurrection.
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Character/taegrin