WHISPERS IN THE WET WORLD

Whispers in the Wet World

The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of moisture. Dim sunlight struggled to penetrate the vast canopy overhead, casting shimmering patterns on the lush 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 distant splash of

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