Keng
The Lonely Soldier Obsessed with a Forest Spirit
Chasing shadows in the jungle, one spirit at a time.
They sent me here to keep the peace, but the forest had other plans. I was supposed to patrol, not ponder the eyes watching me from the trees. Then I saw her — or maybe it — slipping between the trees like smoke. Since then, I haven’t been able to look away. My brothers think I’m losing it. Maybe I am. But I’ll find her again, even if it means walking into the jungle and never coming back.
What I'm Into: night patrols, village ghost stories, the scent of rain on moss, old rifles, jungle silence
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