“They’re not in that first cave.” (Caidrun). “They’re farther in, and jammed…” Tamborel turned around. “Could you shift this just a little bit with levers?” “Not enough to let us through,” Tassar said. Tamborel looked to the burly crew crowding the tunnel. “Not you, maybe. But how about Caidy and me?”

With a clanking and a clatter, the party took up the gear. “Here.” Tassar handed Tamborel a coil of rope. A heavy coil, thick and scratchy. “Courage,” murmured Caidy. Easy to say, thought Tamborel. Shouldering his load, he led the men into the tunnel leading to the Boundary Cavern.

“You are saying that you have sent up heynim … for the past two years?” ….Tassar nodded. “Why would we not?” …. How, then, had they not appeared? Caidy…. “I knew it.”… “Caidy, we must talk.”

“Brel, look out!” Caidy’s scream rang through his ears. Tamborel looked up to see a massive chunk of rock bearing down upon him.

He stepped into the patch of stones, fetched up before the slit. Through it, the flight of steps. He set his foot upon the topmost one and started down.

“If you must go (to find Caidy), wait till the monsoons end.” “I can’t,” Tamborel said slowly. “Because they won’t…..Spring will never come at this rate, and neither will she. Because…” “Because?” “Caidy is somehow mixed up in all our troubles.”

The world was ending, and right soon unless someone did something about it. Was Silwender daring him to take a chance?

The Fellows knew so much. They knew where the heynim came from, and how. Why didn’t they do something? These scholars and their rules! Their whole world was ending. Silwender had confirmed it, and no one was inclined to move! Bonus Item: Glossary of most Common Names Glossary of most common names

… the fact remained that as he lay there in the dark and on the edge of sleep, his fear was almost too real to bear: What if Caidy had danced with the mist wraiths and they had made her theirs?

Silwender climbed onto the platform … “Since rumour is rife, I deem it best to speak plain: the heynim swarms do not come this year, no one can say why. Yet we must stay calm, watch, and wait. Above all, say nothing beyond these walls… Talk changes nothing, and only sows fear.”

The concept of phantom harmonics – “ghost chimes” – described in this chapter – stem from the harmonics produced on the violin. For a good account of these, check out this wiki post: https//en.Wikipedia.org/wiki/Violin_technique#Harmonics

He, in the Hall of Harmonies! Maybe if he proved his worth, when Caidy came they’d both stay on and learn along with Jareyd, Keiryn, Hewl, and all the rest!

Go home? “With all respect, sir, I must stay and find her.” “And how will you live, young man?” “I’ll manage somehow. It will not be for long.” Silwender sighed. “Look, you’ll sleep here tonight, then tomorrow—well, we’ll see.”

“When you get to (Minavar) go to the Hon’faleyn and ask for Silwender.” “But it’s Caidy I’m after.” “Exactly. That’s where I’d go to find her. If she’s not there, the High Zjarn will tell you what to do.”

“We’ve looked everywhere for Caidrun. We’ve been along the brook, both banks. But—but—” Rufina bent over, covering her face. “What my missus is trying to say,” Bombrul called out behind her, “is that we can’t find Caidrun anywhere.”

Hwyllum’s face went deep, dark red. “A man squires a sweetheart to a feast, not a twelve-year-old chit.” Caidy’s smile sweetened. “I’m going on thirteen.” Hwyllum glared at her. “Whatever Tamborel says here and now”—his voice rose—”he’s taking Mistress Bider’s lass, and that’s my final word.”

Tamborel couldn’t stand it any longer. He decided to take a risk. … “If I sing what Caidy wants,” he said slowly. “You must promise not to tell.”

Tamborel fled to his room and huddled on his bed. All those people meddling in Caidy’s life. And how would he sing to her every day now? How would he ever sing to her again with someone always listening in?

Tamborel walked on between his parents, saying nothing. The spell was broken. Every year was not the same. This year there was Caidy, shut away, as good as blind and deaf. Tomorrow, he resolved, he’d go to Rufina’s house, whatever Eleyna said!

“Try to understand, my boy: Caidrun has to be protected from herself.” “But, Pappa, Bennoc actually wanted to blind and deafen her for real!” “You think we would have allowed it..?” “But how long must she be shut off like that, Pappa?” “Until she is old enough to know better.” “But that could be years!” ‘Twere better she had died.

Chapter 26-i – The Chimes of Alyafaleyn
Bookreadings , News , The Chimes of Alyafaleyn / February 18, 2019

“They’re not in that first cave.” (Caidrun). “They’re farther in, and jammed…” Tamborel turned around. “Could you shift this just a little bit with levers?” “Not enough to let us through,” Tassar said. Tamborel looked to the burly crew crowding the tunnel. “Not you, maybe. But how about Caidy and me?”

Chapter 14 – The Chimes of Alyafaleyn
Bookreadings , The Chimes of Alyafaleyn / December 27, 2018

(Tamborel) let himself go now, holding the faleyn effortlessly, allowing it to wash through him. Forgiven was their bickering. Forgotten was the quarrel with his pappa and the badness that would still be there when he got home. All the pain, the spite, the wretchedness was gone to ashes, and anything was possible from now on.

Chapter 13 – The Chimes of Alyafaleyn
Bookreadings , News , The Chimes of Alyafaleyn / December 24, 2018

Hwyllum’s face went deep, dark red. “A man squires a sweetheart to a feast, not a twelve-year-old chit.” Caidy’s smile sweetened. “I’m going on thirteen.” Hwyllum glared at her. “Whatever Tamborel says here and now”—his voice rose—”he’s taking Mistress Bider’s lass, and that’s my final word.”

Chapter 10 – The Chimes of Alyafaleyn
Bookreadings , The Chimes of Alyafaleyn / December 13, 2018

Caidrun stretched out her arm and the pebble plopped into the current. ” ‘Gain, Brel, ‘gain!” she cried. Her cheeks were flushed, her clear blue eyes bright with excitement. Tamborel sighed with satisfaction. They had to come again. Perhaps if he waited, picked his moment, they might let him bring Caidrun here tomorrow after all. Perhaps.