One listen, and it seems I wanted to use “frolicking” a few times.

When I wrote this, I think I was struggling to get started, which is why this feels as stilted as it does.

Austin Wintory’s “The Road of Trials” is from Journey, the soundtrack for Journey.

I hope you enjoy.

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Sounds dance and flutter about. There’s an energy in the air; a frolicking. Here and there everything seems to gain life. Everything seems to move vividly and it’s all wonderful and suddenly swept away.

Something still floats around there and there’s a shaking, a wavering, and then everything comes back out. Everything comes back to life, or slowly does at least. A little lower down, however. But there’s still a joy. Still a frolicking.

Everything seems wonderful and full of life and a desire to move around and be free, or feel a sense of freedom. It’s a world waking up from a small spot, and across a land a journey moves forward. Through memory and lingering sentiment, the space changes shape and things build and fall away, and there is, perhaps, some sorrow in it all; a sorrow that belies a breadth of feelings, slowly drawn out, slowly flowing, but not enough to take over.

The sounds continue their movement. They continue dancing and frolicking, and maybe they are urging forward and urging toward something before being stamped out. A revealing of danger, and the song ends.