Her voice was soft and numinous, as befitted any Aizian singer, yet it was not just bells and melody. There was something else in her tune, a strand of solemnity that no Aizian could possess, for it yearned for something far away, whereas Aizians needed only open their eyes to behold the greatest wonders. Yes, she was in Aizai now, but she hadn’t always been, and for how much longer was impossible to say.MaryJean Harris
About This Quote
In the book, the author is writing about a singer from a far away place. The writer goes on to say that the singer was from a place that had never been seen by people from Aizai. The singer’s voice was not just beautiful but it had a special tone. The tone was a longing for something greater than what Aizai could offer.
The feeling was so strong that it made the singer travel to Aizai and while there, she fell in love with a man from Aizai. However, the only problem was that while she loved this man, she also knew that he could not live in her tiny village in Aizai because of its small population. So, she decided to leave him and travel back to her home village in Aizai.
Source: Aizai The Forgotten
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