The thick, lush grass is blanketed with tiny droplet prisms that reflect a glittery rainbow light across the soft earth. A red and black bird flies down from a swaying palm tree, landing in the soft grass. It settles down and begins chirping along to nature s song, adding to it and carrying it along the beautiful landscape to whatever wishes to add to its lulling harmony. Crickets, stirred from their sleep by the bird, begin their quiet, rhythmic chirruping in the grass near the palms, adding the sound to the already hypnotic natural melody. The grey clouds let go a bright blue flash, and soon, the deep bass of thunder and the soft beat of a light rain accent the song.
Fog soon rises from the warm earth and covers the natural orchestra, hiding it from sight.
The music continues to flow through the curtain of cloud, a few flashes of lightning and rolling peals of thunder adding to the melody at key points. The gentle ocean breeze carries the soft music across the foggy hillside and into a small wooded area, where the rain splashes from the leaves and into a small babbling brook. A soft piping sound floats on the breeze as the wind hits the reeds near the brook. The soft, soothing sound echoes through the woods to where a lone bard sits, plucking at the string of his lute, playing along with the quiet melody of nature around him. The tree he leans against is a stout, solid oak, it s trunk a wondrous ash grey up to the moist, dripping leaves above.