When the Drums Remembered Respect

Previously

…Elara began to chant, her voice clear and strong, weaving a tapestry of ancient words. She moved with a grace that spoke of a deep connection to the spirits of the drums. Kaelen stood at the edge of the crowd, watching. He saw his grandmother’s focused expression, the reverence in the faces of the elders. He felt a strange pull, a sense that he should be closer, that he should be part of this important moment. But he also felt a knot of unease in his stomach. He remembered his dismissive words, his impatience. As El