Elara stood in the Chamber of Echoes, a vast hall where the walls hummed with sound. The giant had brought her here to hear the Song of the Stones—a melody older than the stars.
"Every stone holds a memory," the giant said. "They sing the history of the universe."
Elara pressed her ear to the wall. She heard the birth of galaxies, the fall of ancient empires, the whisper of a single seed sprouting in the dark.
"It's beautiful," she breathed.
"You can add your voice," the giant said. "Sing a song from your world."
Elara closed her eyes and sang a lullaby her grandmother used to