Nak-Il had replied: The glass doesn't speak. It screams. I just can't hear it.
Nak-Il Tano stood up. He walked back to Sinkhole Ridge. He took his slate and wrote one line for Mags:
When he touched it, the world did not go silent.
Part One: The Glass Ocean
He stayed there for three days. On the fourth, the sphere went cold. The singing stopped.