Fretful, Saliana paces back and forth in her chamber. The Glass Snake roars impatiently, but Saliana stamps her foot defiantly.
“No! No, I will not sing anymore!” she shouts. Then in a hushed tone, “Oh, David, David. Where are you? Please come back and take me home.”
“You mustn"t upset yourself, my dear. It is not good for the voice.”
Saliana spins on her heels to face the High Priestess who has unexpectedly appeared in the doorway. “What are you doing here?”
“Paying you a much overdue visit, my sweet. I fear I have neglected you. Is that why you refuse to sing this evening?”
“I shall never sing again.” Saliana crosses her arms and sets her jaw stubbornly. What"s the point? I"m still a prisoner, separated from my friends, never to see my father. Why should I sing?”
“When one has a gr
