WHISPERS IN THE DRENCHED WORLD

Whispers in the Drenched World

The air hung heavy, thick with the perfume of dampness. Pale sunlight struggled to penetrate the enormous canopy overhead, casting dancing patterns on the fertile undergrowth. A gentle haze swirled around my feet, each step leaving a momentary distortion. There were noises here, but they were faint. Leaves whispering in the breeze, the random spla

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