The Lucent Lakes

The Lucent Lakes were once the brightest jewel of Threadbare — a chain of mirror-still waters whose surfaces shone with the gathered light of festivals, paper lanterns, and the laughter of long, unbroken evenings. The Wisps were born here, drifting like sparks above the shore, and travellers came from every region to watch the lakes glow at dusk. Now, much of it lies beneath the Void's slow shadow, the lanterns drowned, the songs stilled. Yet on the clearest nights, those who listen at the water's edge swear they can still hear faint music — the memory of a festival that refuses to fully fade.