It’s really one of those songs that feels like a conversation, almost as if the melody is whispering the story to itself. The descending line that starts the piece reminds me of a lullaby you hum when you’re worried, and then it twists into that restless, almost urgent shape that mirrors the horse’s frantic gallop. I love how Schubert weaves that tiny, repeating motif—like a tiny secret that shows up every time you pause. It’s subtle, but it’s like the music has a hidden message that only a few will notice. If you listen closely, you’ll hear that little echo in the bass that feels like the child’s voice calling from the woods. It’s a beautiful reminder that there’s always more beneath the surface.