Wish Wisps are small, weightless lights that drift wherever there is still hope to be drifted on — bobbing in lanterns, perching on hat-brims, glowing softly in the cup of a cupped hand. Born of the Lucent Lakes in brighter days, they remember every wish ever whispered into the water, and they offer their company to StoryWeavers who carry a question worth answering. A Wisp will not grant a wish outright, but it will lend its glow: passive powers, a clearer path, a steadier heart. Treat one kindly, and it will follow you through the Fraying itself.