Listen

The quiet hum of the forest surrounded the lone traveler as he made his way through the twisted trees and overgrown underbrush. The only sound breaking through the peaceful silence was the gentle rustling of leaves as he moved through the dense foliage. Suddenly, a voice echoed through the trees, cutting through the tranquility of the forest. "Listen, Hero Of Short Change," the voice called out, sending a shiver down the traveler's spine. It was a command, a warning, a call to action. The traveler paused, unsure of what to make of the mysterious voice that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. As he continued on his journey, the traveler couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig, seemed to carry an underlying tension. The forest seemed alive with unseen eyes, following his every move. And then, just when he thought he couldn't bear the weight of the silence any longer, the voice spoke again. "Listen, Hero Of Short Change," it whispered, sending a shiver down his spine. This time, the voice was softer, almost pleading. It seemed to carry a sense of urgency, a plea for help. The traveler felt a surge of determination wash over him as he realized that he was being called to action, called to be a hero. As he ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, the sounds around him began to change. The gentle rustling of leaves was replaced by a low, ominous rumble, like distant thunder rolling across the sky. The air grew thick with tension, and the traveler could feel the weight of the world pressing down on him. And then, in the midst of the mounting cacophony, the voice spoke once more. "Listen, Hero Of Short Change," it boomed, echoing through the trees like a thunderclap. This time, the voice was commanding, demanding obedience and loyalty. The traveler could feel the power of the voice seeping into his bones, filling him with a sense of purpose and determination. As he pressed on, the sounds around him grew more and more unsettling. Strange whispers seemed to drift through the air, carrying with them a sense of unease and trepidation. The traveler could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to make sense of the eerie voices that seemed to surround him on all sides. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take it any longer, the voice spoke one final time. "Listen, Hero Of Short Change," it intoned, its words carrying a weight of finality and fate. The traveler knew then that he had been chosen for a great destiny, one that would test his courage and strength to their very limits. As the echoes of the voice faded into the distance, the traveler knew that he had a choice to make. He could turn back and flee from the unknown dangers that lay ahead, or he could embrace his role as the Hero Of Short Change and face whatever challenges awaited him. With a steely resolve, he raised his head high and took a deep breath, ready to meet his destiny head-on. The sounds of the forest seemed to shift and change around him, as if in acknowledgment of his decision. And with a newfound sense of purpose, the traveler set off into the unknown, determined to fulfill his role as the chosen hero. You can play and download these sounds here: [link to the sounds]