Sky was sitting under a tree, playing his small harp. You come over and you sit near him, just listening to his music.

The music seems to be.. a type of memorial song, but you cant get your finger on it. So you ask,

"Is this song from someone important?" You ask,

he looks over and he smiles,

"yes, yes it is.." he sighs and turns to you.

"I'm sorry.. I'm not that.." he starts rambling about how he is being uninteresting