Loner. Reserved. Blunt.

“ Flowers feed our soul in a different way.
They remind us of gods that creates beautiful things and takes notice of the tiniest detail.”

Hara was never one that fit in with the crowd. Always off in his own head, looking at the world around him. Nature is where Hara found himself the most often. One day, he found himself lost in the forest of his home. Wandering alone trying to find his way back, he stumbled upon a great field of wild flowers. Entraped by the beauty of it, he spend the rest of the day there. When he was found it took several to get him back to the village as he would not leave such a paradise willingly. Now years later, Hara still visits that field of wild flowers which to him is his real home.