SERI watched his son walked away before looking around. The place didn't change much. New trees have grown, some died. Animals were fewer but enough to sustain the life of the forest. Old deities are still there, weak because people now focused on something tangible. Forgetting how these deities took care of the land.
His sight lingered in one direction when saw a glowing figure not too far from him. He knew who it was and he knows that he had been following them earlier. He slightly nodded at it before following his son out of the forest.
"Did my son disturb your peace?" Seri asked as the glowing figure started to walk to him. "we are sorry. That…wasn't supposed to—"
"Hosuseri," called the majestic voice of the man that guards the river of the forest. "It has been a long time since you last came here. Where have you been?"
