An untold part of a story

"I miss her so bad, but it's too late for me to turn back now. From here I can see neither our green hill nor even a hint of the sky above. The trees blocks my eyes, and their thick canopies of leaves together with thousands of tall trunks make me feel like a bird in cage. Darkness is tightening me in its trap. I forget the time and my senses refuse to work. I don't know how many days have passed, nor remember when the last time I ate was. But I feel so clearly that my strength is leaving me, faster and faster every minute. My instinct tells me not to give up. It slaps my face, it calls my name, it does everything to keep me alive. I need to live. I must live to find my home, my real home, the place I've never been to. I must live to come back to our little town, to meet her again and take her along to the end of this world. I must see her again, I wanna be with her in that painting under our blue sky. I need to look into those eyes which capture the whole world in its purest form and my own world as well. She must be waiting for me. I cannot just break my promise like this. I must live. I have to live. Please, God, please let me live..."

The long howl of a wolf was like the music of the night, which stopped him from thinking. It was coming near, the painful song by the children of Mother Wild. For a moment, he felt glad because he wasn't completely alone after all. "I should need some rest" - he thought. As if fully understanding his wish, the night cradled him in its immense arms, swaying gently in the tuneless lullaby, and so slowly he felt into a peaceful sleep. In his dream, he found himself standing on their green hill, humming an old song in bright honey sunlight, waiting for her to come:

I remember a meadow one morning in May.
With a sky full of dreams that sailed in that day.
I was dancing through green waves of grass like the sea
For a moment in time I could feel I was free.
There are waves of forgiveness and waves of regret.
And the first waves of true love I'll never forget.
In the meadow that morning as I wandered alone
There were green waves of yearning for life
Still unknown.
 

Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can see.
Take me home to the meadow we've been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me.
Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can see.
Take me home to the meadow weve been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me.
 

What I'd give to remember that heavenly state
Just a moment in time all mine to create.
As I'm taking my last breath I know what I'll see
There'll be green waves forever out there waiting for me.
Take me home to the meadow that cradles my heart
Where the waves reach as far as you can see.
Take me home to the meadow we've been too long apart,
I can still hear you calling for me. 

The children of Mother Wild were going on their night hunt. And leaning against a huge tree foot, they found a human smiling softly in his sleep...

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Original song: "Greenwaves" by Secret Garden