ECHOES IN THE SOAKED WORLD

Echoes in the Soaked World

The air hung heavy, thick with the perfume of dampness. Faded sunlight struggled to penetrate the enormous canopy overhead, casting fractured patterns on the vibrant undergrowth. A gentle haze swirled around my feet, each step leaving a momentary impression. There were voices here, but they were subtle. Crickets chirping in the breeze, the occasio

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