Chapter 1: The Singing Man
A voice. Belonging to a man. Singing. It did that a lot actually to the great pleasure of the wavy haired human child listening, a look of complete rapture on her face. She was too small to peer over the large hedge separating her from the outside world. But that didn't stop her from venturing outside of her room every single evening.
"We should take her back inside. If they see her there will be hell to pay."
"Show some heart, it isn't often that the guitar playing human joins the show."
"Quiet idiot! Do you want her to hear?"