A/N: hey guys. This was just a little something I wanted to write. Tell me what you think of it. I based it on a quote that was given to me. I hope you enjoy it😊.
"With the right music, you either forget everything or you remember everything" ~unknown
She has a presence around her, something almost magical. Beautiful notes waft through the air of her overcrowded and forest green -infused bedroom, originating from the giant black speaker that flickers with a red hue with every sharp beat. She can hear the soft melodies that twist and wind their way into her school - exhausted mind and take root, slowly rising and falling as they ripple to create an image.
A tree forms, swaying wildly to the calming melody. The wind dances amongst the high branches of the magnificent, old tree, dislodging the yellowing leaves from their highest points. As they fall, the notes of the rapidly evolving song rise up to catch them and she watches as they lightly drift down to the grass covered ground.
Settling down into the towering stalks, she admires the way the swirling tunes ruffle and disturb the yellow grass. She feels them gently brush against her bronzed skin, the tips swaying in and out of her view with the rise and fall of the melody.
As she breathes deeply, the enticing smell of pancakes floats upwards, hitchhiking on the notes of the rising tempo. The smell is a distant memory of times long past. A time of love, happiness and cinnamon sugar. As the mesmerising smell drifts away another replaces it , the smell of fresh air and toasted sandwiches. She can almost taste the well - browned crust of the bread and the creamy, melted interior. The notes jump and swirl around her as they bring memories of joy and love.
Rising, she begins to twirl, arms extended and joy radiating from her entire being. The note - infused wind twists and turns with her as she dances. Smiling, she rotates one last time before dropping her arms and closing her bright blue eyes, head lifted to the heavens. The wind swishes her brightly - coloured knee -length skirt and tousles her curly brown hair, she let's out a single sigh of content.
The music fades, opening her eyes she watches the notes float away into the grey - blue sky. A new song starts and the scenery changes, it looks almost as if it's shifting before her eyes. The old tree becomes a tall, cooling waterfall and a canopy of emerald green leaves stretches into the sky.
In an instant she was cool, the crystal clear water of the waterfall crashes into the large pool below. A cloud of mist rises and caresses her skin. The notes fall from the sky and slide down the waterfall, slipping leafy the right. As they reach the pool they race across the diamond surface, making their way towards her.
She smiles blissfully and begins to skip down a dirt trodden path. The notes twirl after her and nip playfully at her heels. Laughing happily, she comes across a low hanging branch of a tall tree. A red, wooden swing is tied tightly around the branch. Sitting down she begins to sway back and forth.
A thunderous knock shakes her out of her reverie. Her mother is standing in the narrow doorway, slender hands on her hips, glaring angrily down at her only daughter. Her mother had called her am hour ago but she had been forgetting her life and was in her own world. Her magical world.
