The whole world seemed to shake then, as though they were inside a glass ball and someone were trying to smash it open. “We’ve spoken for too long. My youngest…” She leaned close, resting one wing on Melody’s shoulder. “You must find the secret, Melody. You must release us. Or what has come once will come again, and again, and again. Harmony traps us all. It steals us away with promises of intelligence and light. We must be free.”