The cold and dark remains. A time I will never forget – a person I will never forget, persisting in my every dream. Her inspiration. A flame. The strength to go on… in the sound of the sky.
I know where the road leads, but not what lies ahead. Even if the path isn’t apparent, or if my intuition fails me, I will march on. Today, a new place awaits.
In this town I am surrounded by strangers, but they seem to understand my presence. I’m not sure why they are acting strange but I am warmed by their friendliness. Very quickly, I find myself swept up in the festivities of the town and having a blast. A beautiful but harsh woman soon takes me aside. Though she doesn’t sing with joy like the people around her, she is the first person who acts normal towards me and she extends great kindness to me in spite of her rough exterior.
I rest and bathe at her home before stepping out onto the veranda. This town is beautiful. The woman shows me something interesting; it is an object handed down from her father – a tiny bell that rings in G flat. It is suddenly snatched straight from my hands by a bird, and in my over-excitement I give chase, nearly throwing myself from the balcony! I guess that’s what it means to be ‘blind with joy’! I am sobered by the experience and by my new friend’s loss, even though she casts no blame on me.
I cannot abide this. If I can, I must show her my gratitude and reclaim her prized possession. I head to the cliff-side by which the village stands to search for the bird. Had they seen me there, a worried villager might have stopped me, but the festival was distracting them. I was thankful for the diversion – I knew I couldn’t sleep right until I’d found the bell. My new friend might not think it has meaning to her, but I know that she will regret the loss one day.
However, I am foolhardy in my efforts. The dangerous cliff-side throws me. Were it not for the deep river below, I’d have lost my life. …But at least I have the bell.
Am I a fool? It can be fun to be lost sometimes, but this sucks. Maybe I’d have died there. Maybe it was only luck that saved me. But I had faith in my song, that my cry for help would be heard – and it was. I feel validated. I know that I am a fool, but even now my life and my faith feel that much more precious for it.
When I wake, I am at my destination, and my friend reveals to me that she was the commander and teacher that I had come here to meet. Outside, beneath a sea of pre-morning blue, she plays for me the Sound of the Sky. I am enthralled. I am reminded of why I am alive. Of why I have a goal, and of why I followed the not-always-beaten path to get here. I know that I have a long way to go, but I am proud that I have made it here and headstrong for where I need to go.
Sound of the Sky episode one was amazing. The art was unbelievably gorgeous and I already love the characters. The voice acting was all-around great and I have to give a special nod to Kobayashi Yuu‘s performance as Kazumiya Rio. I couldn’t stop my fingers from taking a ton of screenshots and I had to watch the episode twice. I am definitely excited to see what this show has to offer.