The distant tread of something heavy enough to make the earth a drum fades away, and over the calls of jungle birds the behemoths call out. Their voices echo in their own enormous chest cavities. Trees crack and fall as they create their own paths.
The distant tread of something heavy enough to make the earth a drum fades away, and over the calls of jungle birds the behemoths call out. Their voices echo in their own enormous chest cavities. Trees crack and fall as they create their own paths.