Chimper #4808
The festivals among the amber trees are loud and joyous, but they are also fleeting. When the songs fade and the last lantern is extinguished, Adeyaka is the one who remains. Under the brim of a simple rice hat, they move through the quieted clearing, not seeing a mess to be cleaned, but the happy evidence of a day well-lived. Their panda fan, which had earlier cooled a dozen flushed faces, now gently sweeps fallen leaves from the pathways. The name was given by the children who would sometimes see them in the pre-dawn light, a silent, calming presence. Adeyaka the Remaining wasn't the last survivor of a battle; they were the quiet beginning of every peaceful morning.
