Promised Land (2011)
“For a second or two, I did not know what had wakened me. Then I realised that it had been a sound. The sound was still there—it was very faint but it was quite unmistakable.
It was the sound of Micheal’s pipes. It was a strong contender for the title of the sound which I most wanted to hear at that particular time. It signified new hope. If Micheal was near enough to be heard, then he was near enough to be found. If he was well enough to play, then he was well enough to think. His thinking stood a far better chance of getting us out of this mess than did mine.
I stood up and yelled at the top of my voice. The abruptness of my movement made me feel suddenly giddy, and the giddiness cut off my cry in mid-syllable, strangling it to a whimper. But I called his name a second time, and listened to the echoes bounding off the tree trunks. I knew how deceptive distance and direction can be when you’re trying to follow a sound in a forest, so I kept shouting at five-second intervals, l...istening for the music of the panpipes in between.MoreLess
It was the sound of Micheal’s pipes. It was a strong contender for the title of the sound which I most wanted to hear at that particular time. It signified new hope. If Micheal was near enough to be heard, then he was near enough to be found. If he was well enough to play, then he was well enough to think. His thinking stood a far better chance of getting us out of this mess than did mine.
I stood up and yelled at the top of my voice. The abruptness of my movement made me feel suddenly giddy, and the giddiness cut off my cry in mid-syllable, strangling it to a whimper. But I called his name a second time, and listened to the echoes bounding off the tree trunks. I knew how deceptive distance and direction can be when you’re trying to follow a sound in a forest, so I kept shouting at five-second intervals, l...istening for the music of the panpipes in between.MoreLess
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