The Wandering Traveler
The rustle of leaves shaking in the pleasant breeze; the splashing of narrow streams flowing downhill; the chirping of birds perched on all levels of tree branches. All of these sounds flowed melodiously together, as if they were performing an orchestral piece for an engaged audience. However, such an audience did not exist; there was, instead, only one listener: a young girl, quietly traversing through the forest of music.