You can organize the series by toggling the hashtag below: #Royalty Training Series
I will plan to publish the series in small increments once a week on Saturday morning 8.00 a.m. sharp
Chapter Key for the Apprentice: Spottifar = Spotify

The Birth of the First Cindrels

The 100 streams Saurat generated birthed a first cache of sparkling Cindrels that day. Born because of the discerning ears of kind listeners—Feromore, Dundrik, Gamandrel, and Prosperia. These Cindrel notes flitted into existence like little atomic reverberations of the cosmos. They were ephemeral, beautiful, and of varying shapes and pulsing colors. Depending on type they would ultimately be collected and processed from wildly different musical domains within the world of Muscala. Each had its own adventure to tell and its own laws to transgress.

The Spirelands 

Shuddered under the shadow of Spottifar, the obsidian tower rising like a broken tooth from a field of iron ash. Whispers said its foundations were laid upon the crushed dreams of a thousand wandering minstrels— those who never reached the sacred threshold of 1,000 listens, without which Spottifar returned nothing to them but silence.

Though the tower’s throne lay empty in the daytime gloom, its master was ever present: Lord Spottifar the Withholder, devourer of art and arbiter of streams.

His emissaries—thin, long-fingered auditors called The Takers— patrolled the realm, measuring every sound-wave that passed through the digital ether, allotting fortunes to the great houses and dust to the common voices.

You can organize the series by toggling the hashtag below: #Royalty Training Series
I will plan to publish the series in small increments once a week on Saturday morning 8.00 a.m. sharp
Chapter Key for the Apprentice: Spottifar = Spotify