Deep within the forgotten wing of the abandoned manor, where the walls run red with rust and memories, there lies a tattered tapestry. Its fabric is a mess of frayed threads and forgotten lore. They say it holds the secrets of the ancients, hidden within its torn weave.
The tapestry is said to have been woven by the mysterious Lady Arachne, a weaver of fates and forgotten dreams. Her needlework is said to be so intricate, it can weave not just threads, but the very fabric of reality itself.