WHISPERS IN THE DRENCHED WORLD

Whispers in the Drenched World

The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of moisture. Pale sunlight struggled to penetrate the vast canopy overhead, casting fractured patterns on the lush undergrowth. A gentle mist swirled around my feet, each step leaving a momentary blur. There were voices here, but they were faint. Leaves whispering in the breeze, the occasional splash of a c

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