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World in a paragraph: City-islands float above an endless grey sea. Each city sits above a particular Wake — some are slumbering mountains, some like sleeping whales under the waves, some buried under the city itself. The ruling Houses maintain waketombs and synods where ritualists siphon dream-ess…

World in a paragraph: City-islands float above an endless grey sea. Each city sits above a particular Wake — some are slumbering mountains, some like sleeping whales under the waves, some buried under the city itself. The ruling Houses maintain waketombs and synods where ritualists siphon dream-essence to power lights, armaments, and the “Veil” — a public illusion that keeps citizens compliant. Outside the metropoles, scavengers dive into Wake-ruins to steal binding fragments; cults worship awak