C61 Flame on the Wind

They did not know who carried the songs.

Only that they traveled faster than the flame.

By the seventh day after Ember’s voice awakened the Vault, humming could be heard in the market squares of Valemere. In cobbled taverns near the coast, fishermen sang verses that none could remember learning. A lullaby hummed beneath breath in stone workshops. Each note passed like wind between cupped hands