The act of the First Architects making order from the primal drift of the Dawn. They built anchors — towers that hummed, stones that pulsed, maps that bled when torn — and from those anchors the Pattern emerged, and from the Pattern the Everloop. The Weaving was not creation so much as restraint: it told the world what shape to keep, and the world, mostly, kept it. The Vaultkeepers were the first scholars of the Weaving; the Luminous Fold institutionalised that scholarship. Every Anchor still standing — the First Root Chamber under the Old Bellroot Site, the Karak stones on the Deyune Steppe, the Black Stone Tower on the Varnhalt Frontier, the Underwater Well off Virelay — is a working remnant of the Weaving, and every Anchor is one of the points where the Fray now leaks through.
