pilgrim

"Then came the sound of a musical instrument, from behind it seemed, very sweet and very short, as if it were one plucking of a string or one note of a bell, and after it a full clear voice - and it sounded so high and strange that he thought it was very far away, further than a star. The voice said, Come. Then John saw that there was a stone wall beside the road in that part: but it had (what he had never seen in a garden wall before) a window. There was no glass in the window and no bars; it was just a square hole in the wall. Through it he saw a green wood full of primroses; and he remembered suddenly how he had gone into another wood to pull primroses, as a child, very long ago - so long that even in the moment of remembering the memory still seemed out of reach. While he strained to grasp it, there came to him from beyond the wood a sweetness and a pang so piercing that instantly he forgot his father's house and his mother, and the fear of the Landlord, and the burden of the rules. All the furniture of his mind was taken away..."
(excerpt: The Island, Pilgrim's Regress)
"The twilight was now far advanced and they were in sight of the brook...
Be sure it was not for nothing that the Landlord has knit our hearts closely to time and place - to one friend rather than another and one shire more than all the land."
(excerpt: The Brook, Pilgrim's Regress)
-CS Lewis