A few kilometers from the Far East empire was a forest.
The forest was limitless, thick, and rich. Its canopy was overshadowed by oak, cedar, and fir, and occasional openings in their crowns allowed plenty of light through for scattered sprouts to grow in the fertile soils below.
Bundled tree limbs hung from a couple of trees, and an array of flowers, which grew in a sprinkled and disorderly fashion, added some bright touches to the otherwise dark lower level.
A disharmony of animal noises, most belonging to small creatures, added life to the forest and was accompanied by the sounds of several woodpeckers in the distance.
Sitting on a dead tree trunk Kevin Asmar seemed to be waiting for someone. He kept tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.
''Where is that douchebag? It has been 30 minutes. I'm waiting already. Did he get lost?" Kevin wondered before sighing; he decided to check his status in the meantime.
