[100 Words is a story in 100 words or less, based off the word in the title.]
The sound is gentle, a harmony of nature which thrums around you to remind you of the life that lives in the sky. You can sit, just sit and listen, and not see a single bird flutter across the ocean blue heavens.
But you can hear them singing in the treetops. And that is enough to remind you that there is life in the world around you.
That you are still alive.
Alex.J.Cobalt 