060 - [Voice]

[theeyeoftruth]

[What to do when you've little to say? Music, of course. It is, once more, the violin Sheik is playing. It is a strange medley, based upon the same few notes, but he has woven them into something different, something new. It speaks of light in darkness, fragile but unwavering. It ends upon a high note.

The words that follow are soft, barely audible, and spoken in Sheikah:]

Restless souls wander where they don't belong, bring them calm with the Sun's Song.