It happens by chance, how he dawdles off the designated path, venturing through the thicket of trees only to find himself at a rather beautiful clearing brimming with several types of small plant life. It appeared picturesque—a view that one usually sees depicted within paintings. Taken aback by it’s beauty at first, his lips part and a slightly audible sound passes through, reflecting his awe. However as he begins to scan the field of flowers, his eyes land on the one single individual that appeared to have made herself comfortable here already. Taking one step forward, he thinks to call out to her yet he halts immediately, dismissing the thought soon after that. Even with the distance they held, he can quite clearly see and perceive that somber expression she wore. Standing there for a few seconds, an idea then comes to mind; taking a few short steps backwards, he quickly studies the foliage dangling down from a large tree, and shortly thereafter does he reach for one of nearly equal proportions. “This should cheer her up, I hope...!” Without drawing attention to himself, he moves closer so that she might hear what he has planned. Now satisfied with his position, he then carefully folds the leaf lightly with the tips of his fingers before placing it between his lips. His eyes flutter closed, and then he starts to gently blow.
It’s faint at first, those soft harmonic sounds, yet it grows in volume steadily as he continues; soon, the melody he plays resounds throughout the entire clearing.
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