Bindzuri Tvali

The sky was bright blue, and the sun smiled down from high above. Birds chirped and hopped as they searched for food. Nearby, a squirrel munched on an acorn. A cat crept up behind it, only to stumble as it lunged. Its intended prey escaped, leaving the cat to let out a frustrated hiss before padding away, sulking. The squirrel chattered as if laughing.

In his garden, Bindzuri tended to his plants.

Just a few trims there…

And ta-da! A moonshrub in its prime!

Its crescent-moon-shaped white leaves gleamed beautifully in the light. Despite having the word moon in its name, the shrub didn't shut down during the day, unlike many others with 'moon' in their names. Rather, its name came from its distinctive leaves and its flowers, which bloomed in the dark and emitted a pale-yellow glow.

Also known as Frutex Lunaris, this shrub, like many others, required a gardener with at least a moderate level of skill. After all, its nutritional requirements were as demanding as a rose's.

Bindzuri smiled as he inspected the plant for anything he might have missed. Finding nothing amiss, he stood up and brushed the dirt off his knees.

It was only around midday—there was still so much time left in the day!

Bindzuri settled beneath a weeping willow. He watched the water flowing nearby, listening to its gentle sounds as he sipped his coffee.

Then he heard a stick snap.