Echoes in the Soaked World

The air hung heavy, thick with the aroma of moisture. Dim sunlight struggled to penetrate the cavernous canopy overhead, casting fractured patterns on the lush undergrowth. A gentle fog swirled around my feet, each step leaving a momentary distortion. There were voices here, but they were faint. Rustling in the breeze, the random splash of a creat

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