Panflute at sunset

KHEELAN

Kheelan was playing from the heart and came into the music so deeply that everything around him disappeared except for the sunset itself. It felt like an inner glow beamed from his heart and flowed through the music he played, it happened every time he put an instrument close and played it. It was like something inside of him lead the way and chose the tones for him.

For a moment or two, it felt like he was just uplifted by this inner glowing light, everything around him faded and became meaningless while he played. It didn't matter what sorrows his heart carried just then and there, it was like his very soul found the inner peace it needed for just that moment.

Suddenly it felt like someone yanked him back from this inner peace by calling out to him. He jumped, clearly startled as he met eyes with one of those humans he had learned they were called? Originally they had come to be known as the outsiders or the tall people, this man seemed to perhaps be one of them?

Kheelan hesitated a bit and furrowed an eyebrow at the man. They had guilds too? Interesting indeed. But, why did he want Kheelan to be in it? Kheelan shrugged one shoulder, making the wing on that side glimmer in the setting sun again.

"No, I haven't really? What does it mean to be a part of one?"

He wasn't sure if guilds here had the same purpose and thought behind it as they were in Greatwood, so he figured he'd better ask. If anything he might just as well get more information about these humans which he figured this man must be. The more information the more you'd know later on if something was to happen. At least that's what his guard-instinct told him even if he currently had a few days of from his duties. His teal colored eyes glimmered like water in the sun on a summer day while he watched the man.

Swords can only kill the heart it aims at,
but music can mend all hearts that listen.