The jungle pulsed around us, a cacophony of chirps, croaks, and the occasional rustle that sounded just sentient enough to keep you looking over your shoulder. Shadows from the dense canopy dappled the narrow trail, its earthy aroma mingling with the sticky sweetness of unseen blooms. βWatch your step,β I called out, as my student stumbled over a root that seemed to move (it didnβtβor so I convinced myself). βThis path isnβt in any guidebook. I had to uncover it.β
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