The sea is rumbling. My body was weakened by the south wind. Sea water seeped into the shivering veins. A king rises with new strength. The labuhan ritual was born as a form of gratitude. The fishermen continue this ritual. Offering after offering dissolves in the swish of the waves. Until one day a young man stood proudly. Human apathy towards nature ignites the anger of the sea. The waves crashed, the body moved uncontrollably. Dragged into the vortex of nature's punishment, his body twisted to the rhythm of the tide before finally being swallowed by the water.
