Two months later, deep autumn had arrived.
The lush primeval forest began to take on a patchwork of colors, as the trees dressed in golden hues. Tall pine trees and oaks cast mottled shadows under the warm sun, and the forest floor was covered with multicolored fallen leaves that rustled underfoot, emitting a faint scent of earth and decay.
Deep in the forest, surrounded by a stream in a deep valley.
Sunlight filtered through the treetops, illuminating moss-covered rocks and damp tree roots. The slowly flowing stream glittered like a series of shimmering mirrors. A young man clad in a long robe sat quietly by the stream, his eyes tightly closed, his body seemingly merging with the tranquil and peaceful surroundings, silently radiating a lively and robust force of life.
As a greenish-yellow leaf drifted down, gently landing on the water and creating ripples, the young man slowly opened his eyes.
