Wishes can be tricky things. A poorly worded wish can go badly awry. But when he had finished describing to the fairy his heartfelt wish that his songs would live forever, spreading from mind to mind and heart to heart ever forward in a time-defying wave, she smiled and said there was nothing simpler.
She led him by the hand down a misty path and pointed to a dilapidated wooden fence in the distance. "All you have to do is sing your song while leaving our fair lands without looking back. And take care to leave through yon Promul Gate."