Jevan was the first to speak.
"The Narrator is gone. But the temptation to take their place remains. If we don't bind the structure of how we proceed, someone will try."
Murmurs followed. Some in agreement. Some not.
Elowen nodded slowly, running her hand along the rim of the shifting table. "We've seen what happens when one will controls all outcomes. We need a new order. A council of narrators. No longer one voice, but many."
A being of ink and flame—the Remnant of a Neverborn Trilogy—rose. "But what of chaos? If we all speak at once, we speak nothing."
Aiden finally lifted his head. His voice was quieter than ever. But everyone heard it.
"Then we must learn to listen."
It would not be easy.
