The lagoon between Igaru River and the sea lies tranquil beneath the gnarled and twisted limbs of ancient trees. The arching forest canopy reverberates with the chiew-chiew-chiew of the sparrowhawk as it vaults from its perch, carving a path through this woodland cathedral thick with the aroma of saturated earth, leaf litter, buffalo dung, and the fragrance of some flowering liana dripping scent among petals from the canopy above.
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