The Distant Calling

From deep in the forest, a faint sound reaches you. A tin whistle melody carried on the wind, arriving in fragments. Listen to the brook and the notes dissolve into the flow, as if the forest itself is singing. Fireflies glow like guideposts, beckoning into the deep green. You're not alone. That instinct carries your feet forward. The music of someone you've never met is calling you through this forest.