Dodie Jones
Joined March 2021
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1933, somewhere in Peru.
The sun bent down and kissed the canopy of the great Amazonian rainforest. In its branches, snakes slithered, black spider monkeys leapt, sloths slowed and jaguars slept. Hungry harpy eagles circled in great arcs overhead, pink river dolphins splashed underneath and persistent everywhere was a humid heat. It clung to the branches, rose from the earth and descended from the sky.
By Dodie Jones3 years ago in Wander