WHISPERS IN THE SOAKED WORLD

Whispers in the Soaked World

The air hung heavy, thick with the aroma of wet earth. Pale sunlight struggled to penetrate the vast canopy overhead, casting dancing patterns on the vibrant undergrowth. A gentle haze swirled around my feet, each step leaving a momentary distortion. There were noises here, but they were subtle. Crickets chirping in the breeze, the random splash o

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