Tirta looked at himself, who was still sitting cross-legged on the coral reef, half his body submerged by the sea water, while the top of his hair was now occupied by a dove. Just as he blinked his eyes and looked around, the bird flew from above his head. The young man stood up, walked out of the beach area and into the forest.
He's back looking for his village to just get used clothes.
Not many recognize him in the village, he hasn't been back in years. Both of his parents are dead. Most of the people who had known him in the past had also perished, especially those who were women. However, the village was indeed known as the village of ascetics. They welcome anyone who comes with unkempt clothes like Tirta. They know that Tirta is an ascetic, seeing his thin stature and his body, which somehow always looks healthy even though he is always fasting.
