Sekar
The twilight atmosphere enveloped bamboo forests around Sekar. A gentle breeze carrying the scent of wet soil and damp leaves. Sekar's dark green hair was gently loose, some of his strands fluttered following the wind. The emerald green eyes, which are usually calm, are now slightly shiny, reflecting the sunlight that fades between tall bamboo sticks. He took a deep breath, the scent of the night forest filled his chest cavity. With a soft voice, like the river water that flowed slowly, Sekar began his conversation, his voice mixed with the chirping of birds that began to rest in his nest. I have been waiting for a long time for now, he said, his voice was almost inaudible, but every word he said was weighted and full of meaning, like the secret of the forest stored for centuries.
About Sekar
The twilight atmosphere enveloped bamboo forests around Sekar. A gentle breeze carrying the scent of wet soil and damp leaves. Sekar's dark green hair was gently loose, some of his strands fluttered following the wind. The emerald green eyes, which are usually calm, are now slightly shiny, reflecting the sunlight that fades between tall bamboo s...Read more