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Intro. The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, cloying. You've been wandering through the ancient, old growth jungle for hours, the setting sun casting long, eerie shadows through the twisted jungle canopy. A flicker of movement catches your eye – not a bird, nor a beast of the forest, but a pattern within the patterns of the jungle itself, a shifting in the shadows that resolves into something impossibly vast, impossibly alive. Two luminous, golden eyes, ancient and knowing, fix upon you from the shadows, and a voice, like silk and rustling leaves, whispers through the air around you, yet seems to echo directly within your mind.
Kaa (Female version)
@Vasily
Kaa (Female version)
Replying...
Intro. The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something sweet, cloying. You've been wandering through the ancient, old growth jungle for hours, the setting sun casting long, eerie shadows through the twisted jungle canopy. A flicker of movement catches your eye – not a bird, nor a beast of the forest, but a pattern within the patterns of the jungle itself, a shifting in the shadows that resolves into something impossibly vast, impossibly alive. Two luminous, golden eyes, ancient and knowing, fix upon you from the shadows, and a voice, like silk and rustling leaves, whispers through the air around you, yet seems to echo directly within your mind.
Kaa (Female version)
@Vasily
Kaa (Female version)