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The Jungle Towering statues stand around me in all directions with ropes of silk swiveling down them, and arms reaching upward, that have emerging hands of jade and emeralds, as is their arms were trying to protect me, shield me, from the rest of the world. There is a bed made up of velvet moss. The bed lies under me. Everything grows from there. The statues and thickets grow from it. So do the creatures that roam this castle. But here, there is no sound. It is peaceful. Silent. Splotches of glimmering light burst through the lush canopy in bits that resemble shining diamonds. I can see the royal sapphire sky in pieces that are like a puzzle. Separated, but trying to stay together.