The Choir

You hold the note, and they come up off the stones one at a time.

The glass bells first, thin and exact. Then the music box, half a beat late. Then the organ, low enough to feel through your shoes. The banshee rises last and does not sing. She hangs above the others with her head down, and they come into time with her.

You hold your note under theirs until your breath runs out.

If you wrote down NAMED, you sing the name you left in the Log on the last of the breath, and the banshee turns her head toward you.

Nobody tells you it is the wrong note.

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