Song of the Indigo Heir – A Myth from the Dawning of Jyndari #Fantasy

Before Jyndari had breath, before the rivers were dreamed into being by the Ancient Ones, the world was only a hush between heartbeats, nestled in a silence so vast even time hesitated to intrude upon it. No color touched the sky. No voice stirred the air. It was a realm waiting to remember itself.

In that boundless tranquility, upon the fluttering of a single feather, a shimmer sparked in the velvet abyss; a pulse of yearning gathering shape from longing alone. From that sacred breath of beginning, a small bird took flight, feathers glinting with the light of the stars. Her name was not yet known, for names had not been dreamed into being, but her essence was the purest song.

She rose upon trembling wings, carrying within her the first note Jyndari had ever heard. When she sang, the silence rippled light breath upon deep waters and from her heart poured rivers of sapphire, lavender mountains, and the glistening golden dawn , colors unfurling from the ebon mists. Every place the echoes of her lilting song touched, the heavens became alive, cascading with magic and possibility.

The Ancient Ones who watched from the Veil — the luminous Lyralyth from which all life, magic, and light are born— turned to watch her flight and listened to her melody. So touched by her song, they wept starlight into the newborn seas and gathered her voice between their palms, weaving it into a crown of wind and rain, saying, “Let the magic of this blessed one never fade, for she sings sweet truth many have forgotten.”

Inspired by her purity, they transformed her into a divine being with feathers spun from the breath of dawn. Her eyes deepened to the hue of endless memory and her lips spoke mystery and enchantment into form. Thus was born Avelyre, the Indigo Heir, first of the Songborne and sovereign of the Blooming Vale. Where she walked, light took root. Flowers pressed close as she walked by, the air around her hummed with a music too tender to name, and even the indigo shadows softened in her presence.

Her voice still lingers in the realm of Jyndari as a resonance felt by all who bear the gifts of attunement: the Empaths, the Dreamwalkers, the Discerning of the Caelyran line. When they close their eyes and listen, they hear her melody folded into the wind; a reminder that creation began not with conquest, but with magic and love; not with fire, but with the courage to sing into the silence.

And when night stretches too long, when color falters and despair stains the edges of the dawn, the Indigo Heir is said to return in whispers of blue light, her voice weaving through the stars, calling beauty back from forgetting. For though ages pass and even the Ancient Ones fall silent, her song endures as a promise that silence itself can be healed.

 

✨ From The Codex of the Songborne, Fragment IX

Before the dawn had name or hue,
She sang the stars from nothing new.
Feather became flame, and flame took wing—
Thus rose the heart that taught light to sing.

Her crown is woven from memory’s breath,
Her voice a bridge through life and death.
When silence falls, her song shall mend—
For beauty begins where echoes end.

 

Author’s Note

The legend of Avelyre, the Indigo Heir, is one of Jyndari’s oldest myths—a tale that hums beneath the surface of everything that follows. Her song of creation and compassion still lingers in the hearts of those who carry the Caelyran gift, shaping their understanding of empathy, resonance, and light.

Though her name has faded into the folds of time, the echoes of her melody resurface in The Shadowbound—a story born from the same harmony of hope and defiance that first awakened the dawn.

The Shadowbound (Book I of The Riftborn Trilogy)
Coming Spring 2026

~ Morgan C. Morgan
Writer of light, shadow, and the stories between.

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