A world that was sung into being, and then went quiet.
Long ago, the greatest musician in Cantara froze before his biggest performance. He was so afraid of playing a wrong note that he never played again, and his silence spread. Color drained away. Rivers froze. That silence is called the Hush.
You are a Kindler: one of the few who can still make Resonance. Your playing doesn’t have to be perfect. It only has to be real. That is the lesson at the heart of Melodash, and it is the same one every music teacher knows: the brave wrong note beats the fearful silence.
“Where the note touches the nearest tree, a single leaf turns green.”