When the Drums Remembered Respect

Previously

…She stood and walked towards the drums, Kaelen trailing behind her, his curiosity piqued despite himself. He watched as she approached the largest drum, her movements slow and deliberate. She bowed her head slightly, her hands hovering just above the drum skin, not touching, but conveying a deep sense of reverence. “See, Kaelen?” Elara’s voice was soft but firm. “You approach with haste, with demands. You do not see the stories etched upon their surfaces, the spirit that resides within them. You do not remember that it is through respect