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... canopy of trees, leaving only sparse silver filaments strewn on the ground, forming mottled spots of light. Emily’s vision was severely limited, and the result was that she could barely see the winding path beneath her, and every step made a slight noise as she trod upon the frail structure of dead leaves and twigs.
The darkness of the jungle seemed to take on a life of its own, swallowing up all light and making the night even heavier. Emily could only make her way by vague outlines an ...
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