leticianhun
@leticiahun
Insects orchestrate a symphony beneath the moonlight. Time slows where wildness breathes uninterrupted. Nightfall doesn’t silence the woods—it merely changes the voices. Between shadows and light, the forest speaks in languages of stillness.
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willliam
@willliam
A fly taps against the only clear spot.
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