Little footsteps could be heard as a pair of little shoes walked across barely stabilized wooden floors. Hints of bright light illuminated through cracks of a broken door, concealing a musical tune.
Curiosity seeped through a little girl’s mind as she got closer to the door. She opened it slowly with caution, not wanting to take away the tune that filled her ears with wonder and delight. However, it was too late as the music came to a sudden stop.
Now fully within the abandoned room, she searched wondrously in hopes of discovering the beautiful tune. After minutes and still no success, she was about to leave the room. She was surprised when a blond head caught her eye.
A beautiful small child, at about her age, stood behind an old dusty chair. He had gorgeous short blond hair and radiant emerald eyes. In his hand, he held a small cherry-wood violin.
Staring at him fully, distracted in thought, she barely noticed when he spoke through quivering lips.
“Why are you here? Who a