The words on the pages seemed to come alive, whispering to Tim of places unseen and voices unheard. The boy in the book, much like Tim, walked through a forest where the trees spoke in hushed tones, sharing secrets of the earth and sky. Tim could almost hear them, the soft murmuring of leaves telling tales of ancient times.
He read about the boy's encounter with a wise old owl, whose golden eyes held the wisdom of the ages. The owl spoke of the importance of listening—to the world, to others, and to oneself. It was a lesson Tim took to heart, as he too had always been a listener, albeit to a world that didn't seem to listen back.