Songmaster
“Up to now, everything that had happened to him had added to his music. Even Mikal’s death had taught him new songs, and deepened all the old ones.
He spent only one month as a prisoner, but he spent it songless. Not that he meant to keep his silence. Occasionally, at first, he tried to sing. Even something simple, something he had learned as a child. The sounds came out of his throat well enough, but there was no music in it. The song always sounded empty to him, and he could not bring himself ...to go on.
Ansset speculated on death, perhaps because of the constant reminder of the urn that had held Mikal’s ashes, perhaps because he felt entombed in the dusty room with its constant reminders of a long-gone past. Or perhaps because the drugs that delayed the Songbird’s puberty were now wearing off, and the changes came on more awkwardly because of the artificial delay. Ansset awoke often in the night, troubled by strange and unfulfilling dreams. Small for his age, he began to feel restless, an urge to grapple violently with someone or something, a passion for movement that, in the confines of Mikal’s rooms, he could not fulfill.MoreLess
He spent only one month as a prisoner, but he spent it songless. Not that he meant to keep his silence. Occasionally, at first, he tried to sing. Even something simple, something he had learned as a child. The sounds came out of his throat well enough, but there was no music in it. The song always sounded empty to him, and he could not bring himself ...to go on.
Ansset speculated on death, perhaps because of the constant reminder of the urn that had held Mikal’s ashes, perhaps because he felt entombed in the dusty room with its constant reminders of a long-gone past. Or perhaps because the drugs that delayed the Songbird’s puberty were now wearing off, and the changes came on more awkwardly because of the artificial delay. Ansset awoke often in the night, troubled by strange and unfulfilling dreams. Small for his age, he began to feel restless, an urge to grapple violently with someone or something, a passion for movement that, in the confines of Mikal’s rooms, he could not fulfill.MoreLess
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