The Harpy Queen let out a soft, melodic sigh, a sound like the rustling of a thousand silk feathers in a gentle breeze. She looked at Bombom, her magnificent golden eyes holding not malice, but a profound, ancient weariness. "Oh, you humans," she began, her voice a low, musical murmur. "You live such short, frantic lives, you never stop to look up. To see the walls of your own cage."
Bombom stared, completely bewildered. "Cage? What are you talking about?"
"She means the invisible wall," the half-human harpy translator chirped from beside her queen. "It surrounds the entire planet. It's been there forever, since I was a child, and probably long before that. It keeps us all trapped here. Most beings can't get past it. We've seen some strange ones, like that man with the weird hair, just appear out of nowhere, but no one can simply fly out."
