The Tower of Song is some ways from the
First Stone. Long enough to think. Singer Tann sleeps in that
Tower, lost in kes singing. There are days when ke does not drink,
does not eat, thinks only of songs new and old. It was ke who sang
iron, it was ke who sang wine, and who broke three towers six bells
later with a song none can remember.
Speaking with Tann is unusual. Word
after word bounces in different direction, as if kes thoughts were
trying to escape, but always found Tann waiting for them. It is
probable that the word 'confusing' was created simply to describe
Singer Tann.
Somehow, it even describes my path to
the Tower of Song. Three times I find myself at one part or another
of the edge of the city. I even feel a small urge to kneel and sing
the Great Song of Light, just for a bell or two. But I turn away
from the new Singers and their task, so that I might do mine.
As I finally approach the Tower of
Song, I find my small light bouncing like Tann's words. Watching the
shadows it throws becomes somewhat enthralling. Another irrelevancy
that keeps me from my task. Still, I must ask Tann if kes light does
the same.
With that thought I turn finally to the
Tower of Song. Which, I realize, is silent. A pang of fear runs
through me. This Tower, of all, is continuously filled with song,
with lights, with... us.
Now it stands dark, silent, still.
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