The faction began in the famine years after the Starless Harvest, when the streets filled with insomniacs, grief-sleepers, and people who woke screaming from dreams they insisted were not their own. A circle of Dream Resonant healers, midwives, mortuary singers, and exiled courtiers gathered in the abandoned House of Mirrors to do something no temple or magistrate would attempt: they sat with the afflicted through the night, sang them into calmer dreams, and recorded the symbols that returned again and again. Their founder, Sael Vey, was not a saint but a practical visionary. Sael believed dreams were not prophecy alone, but a civic weather system. If storms could be read, then they could be steered. The first sanctuary was little more than blankets, salt lamps, and reed pipes, yet it kept hundreds from madness and despair. The watershed moment came during the Night of Broken Sleep, when an unknown saboteur flooded the capital’s dream-wells with a weaponized nightmare that drove officials, guards, and commoners into violent sleepwalking frenzy. Sael and the first Resonant circle held the city together by improvising a communal lullaby that forced the nightmare to reveal its shape. They exposed a hidden conspiracy inside the court, but the victory came at a cost. Sael vanished into the dreamscape, half the city’s records burned, and the survivors split over a haunting question: had the faction saved the city, or merely taught rulers how valuable dream-control could be? In the decades since, they expanded into a network of sanctuaries, burial houses, listening rooms, and night schools. Their reputation grew as healers and interpreters, but so did their shadow. Every generation since Sael has argued over whether the faction exists to liberate sleeping minds or to govern them before someone worse does.