Then, through the fading light, a melody began to drift from the chapel below. It was a simple tune, carried by two voices that moved together like a river. One was soft and steady, like the earth; the other was clear and soaring, like a bird taking flight.
“In the silence, I hear it,” Elias whispered to himself. Then, through the fading light, a melody began
Write a story focusing on a (like a modern city or a historical era). through the fading light