“The last light of the day slipped silently over the overgrown skyline like a silk sheet as Mykal scanned the dimming horizon from his usual perch spot. Large golden spores lingered lazily in the cool air, as if suspended by the rolling depths of a vast fungal ocean. He furrowed his brow knowing that his window of opportunity was drawing to a fast close.

Suddenly, his walkie-talkie crackled excitedly like electric velcro. Game on.”

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