Rhythm's Journey

X - 'Growing with the seasons'

The boy mentioned the child in his story, where he was named as the little prodigy overflowing with talents, though I wasn't sure of what kind of talents he had, and that I wasn't really interested in the story as a matter of fact.

The way he would present his story was a little cliché, and I didn't take him as the type who uses a bunch of descriptive language just to express his simple emotions, like the things he remembered about the young child and the special memories he had recalled.

Evenso, listening to him wasn't boring after all, suggesting the fact that I too, had fallen for his golden voice that never fails to catch one's heart even at first glance.

The boy would play a little tune as he spoke, slowly introducing the mood of the story with the sound of music, enhancing the scene into a film-like sensation, making it difficult for me to fall asleep with such gracious sounds having to flow past my ears.

The tone of the piano piece had started with a rather cheerful, high-spirited pitch as it slowly reflected the season of Spring where birds would sing and flowers bloom in every direction, as though the forest could hear his story as well, calling out its nature buddies to act out the necessary cameo appearances.

I let out a tiny chuckle as I watched the forest adapting to the changes of the seasons together with the sound of the piano and the mood that was created, having to notice a much stronger scent of fragrance and chirps compared to the usual, silent Forest of Wonders.

That was probably the magic that was hidden beneath the earth of the forest, and the fact that it was named as a place filled with nature and wonders didn't occur as a surprise to me any longer.

By the time Spring was overtaken by Summer, the boy had started talking about the child having to grow older and that he was leaving his home to start elementary school in a place just for noble children hoping to work for the Imperial Palace as they mature along the way.

It was honestly a surprise to me that the child had plans to work in the palace in the future, as it suddenly seemed as though the 'talents' that were mentioned would have been wasted by then, if he were to proceed his way as a duke, following his father's footsteps.

Argh, what a waste! The child could have been a performer at least.

"He didn't want to go to the noble school as well, but he was the gifted boy that every household in town has wished for, and he hopes to hear the compliments continuously, thus blindly nodding his head to every choice that was made for him was the only way,"

The boy looked a little upset as soon as he mentioned the things the child could have done instead of always agreeing to what he was being told to do.

It almost seemed as though the boy had a strong understanding of the young child, and that he had also talked about how similar he was to him, thus being empathetic for a friend who had most probably encountered the same problems was not a challenge for him.

"I wished that the child could live his life once again without the need of obeying everything,"

I, too, wished that he could live for himself.

After all, this was only Summer when the child started working hard in his studies. It was easy to predict what would happen next when Autumn arrives and things must have gone out of hand when the child regrets his choices and decides to turn another way round.

If only the forest and the grand piano didn't exist to create the dramatic sensation around me, I would have felt only a slight bit of pity for the young child, and left his story alone without thinking it through again.

Now that my feelings were triggered by the story that had to be told, there was a bit of uneasiness in me that unlocked a few cracks of my past memories in my mind, leading to a sudden wave of confusion.

Did I choose to do something that I was told to do and regretted my decision later on, too?

I didn't want to turn the doubt into a question that leads to no answer being told, yet I wasn't too sure if I could just leave these thoughts behind like usual, even though it was more of a common thing to see myself failing to ignore things like this.

I was again curious about my past and the reason random thoughts would end up visiting me as I was only listening to the rhythms of the grand piano and the voice of the boy, as though these two were the main factors affecting my state of mind.

It made me think of how I would love to stay away from them as for now, yet I couldn't really do so, because I was somehow trapped here in the forest and didn't have anywhere to go, thus staying was the best and only option that also came along with free music and soothing voices.

"The child had graduated from his elementary school and had only just found out about his personal rights during the Summer break when he visited home,"

I get it, he was a really obedient child after all.

"But he was afraid to speak for himself, as though a phobia of human rights was planted in him since he was born,"

I took a peek at the boy just to notice how disappointed he seemed to be, his bright smile fading immediately and his eyes drooping in sight, as he realised just how much he wished he could have lent a hand for the child back then, but he hadn't done anything.

The sight of seeing the miserable look on his face had created a slight ache in my heart, as though I could feel the pain in him as well, and the pity he held for the young child was still in existence till this day, even when he has already grown into a fine age to be a high-schooler.

I didn't know what to do, or what I could do to reassure his feelings.

It feels as though there was nothing I could do to bring a smile to his face. 

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Quote of the day: "I believe in using the entire piano as a single instrument is capable of expressing every possible musical idea." - Oscar Peterson