The Great Weave
Streching on for what must feel like an eternity the Great Weave winds it's way around the falls of the Hand Weavers and Spinners Guild. Seemingly with no end or begining it is one of the few great chronicles of Arbor, detailing it's history, both great events and small. Contained within it's fabric is the founding of the city, it's rise and it's stumbles along the way. But the Great Weave is simply too large and in some places too old to simply be read or viewed, in addition it is simply too much for any mortal to ever be able to traverse it's great expanse and know all the Weave contains within. Instead it is simply a moment in time added to as needed and demanded simply because it must be because it has always been so.
"Many great secrets might lie in the knots and stiching of the Weave but to find it and understand it would take longer than a thousand lifetimes..." First Thread Andrea Moonheart
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