The tracks under the foliage were very similar around the reserve. They reminded one of Tarzan and the tribesmen. And there were long hanging vines as well. Walking through them was quite cooling even when the sun was at noon. A gentle stroll through the reserve, no hurry, and be entertained by the symphony of the cicadas in the trees. They came on and off as the day got brighter.
The deserted river as they were without the birds.
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