Symph sat by a pond by moonlight. His violin rested beside him. The moon was calming to him, and tonight he almost felt peaceful. He had been hiding for awhile now. He wasn't interested in helping Sasha, he would not play for her or use his music for evil. For if she learned of his music powers she would force him to use them against people, to bring people to despair. He couldn't do that. Symph closed his eyes, feeling the soft breeze he connected with it. Searching with the breeze to make sure no one was around. Once satisfied that he was alone Symph picked up his Violin and began to play a soft tune that sounded like rain. Losing himself in the music he played on and on. The water rippled to the music and small creatures harkened to the sound. Hearts were filled with peace and the ind was refreshed like the earth after rain.