Kacela continued to walk around the school. She continued to enjoy being enveloped in the open air of nature. She took off her shoes and socks. Balling up the socks and placing them into her shoe. She carried them around as she continued to explore. The dirt and grass beneath her feet were comforting. The occasional rock or twig that momentarily caused her discomfort were but pleasant surprises to her. She smiled from beneath the mask of hair. She pulled it aside for a momen and hung it on her ear as she walked. Enjoying the fantastic view with both of her eyes in full view. She felt warm inside and a bit giddy from being free. She was a spirit that always wandered. Nothing could keep her bound. Kacela smelt the pine, it's scent like an old mans handshake. Warm, comforting, and heartfelt positivity. The animals around created music to kacela. She could pick out each note and compose a symphony in her head from them. She often wondered if it was better to just one day leave behind society and become a hermit. Completely alone and have no worldly worries. Depend on no one but her self, where she could hurt no one else any more. But something inside her kept her close to the people. Something inside her told her that staying close to others for now was the best idea. Until atleast she overcame her grief and fear.
As she danced to the sounds of the forest, a new sound took up the tempo. Commanding it softly and blending it together so well kacela knew this was not of her imagination, but instead some one was playing. Performing to the ears of the forest. She decided she would take a listen and come to understand true music.
Kacela followed the sounds with soft steps. As to not disturbe the exsquisite meal of notes. Kacela soon found the musician and watched him closely from behind a tree. She watched in awe of his mastery over the instrument. A poet for the ears he seemed to be. Kacela intently stared at him and kept watching with a smile yet serious face.