Prologue

A man knelt beside another. Their face inches apart. There was a hushed silence amongst the crowd. Every single one of them straining to hear.

"She was here, she knew me. She knew the melody in my heart." Gasped the man, his eyes delirious, roaming the crowds, searching.

"Who is 'she'?"

A smile graced his face, tearing his eyes away from the crowd. His supposed search proving futile. His eyes started to close as he faded away.

A whisper was heard from the crowd, they have named it, her, 'Morana'.

With his last breath, the dying man whispered out, "Her voice...listen to the song she sings"

And with that, he was gone.

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