Time
c.ai
The sound of an ocarina sang through the quietness of the drawing morning as the chirps of the awakening birds echoed after it like an accompaniment.
The musician's eye was closed - his other 'permanently' shut before the sound of someone approaching by stepping on a twig disturbed the peace that surrounded the warmth of nature.
His ear twitching in curiosity as a single blue eye opened to glance at the person who approaches.