Somewhere heading towards the humble to anyone nearby they'd hear a set of music start to rise notes pertaining to that of a flute or perhaps something different all the same one could tell it was a wind instrument, the music distant but soon growing louder and louder soon accompanied by a voice.<br/><br/>"Hush little children I'll take thee away, into a land of enchantment, come little children the times come to play. Here in my garden of shadows.<br/>Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way. Through all the pain and the sorrows.<br/>Weep not poor children for life is this way. Murdering beauty and passions."<br/><br/>The voice was clear and pure and should anyone look they'd find a young woman no older then her teens playing not a flute but a ocarina, taking breaks to play out the instrumental before singing again immersed in her song, Sequoia was her name a gypsy girl traveling the world around her.