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Once upon a time,
Not so long ago,
There lived a peculiar girl
Who lived in a not so peculiar world
Her name was Samara

Like most girls of the modern world,
Samara had an ordinary childhood,
And went to an ordinary school,
With ordinary boys and girls

However, Samara was anything but ordinary
Even at a tender young age, Samara had a deep fascination for nature and the natural world
She was curious about the birds and the bees,
And read all the books about the planets, plants, the stars and seas

Her favourite play spot was the patch of jungle where the Giant Umbrella Tree grew
Untended to for as long as everyone remembered,
The tree had become shrouded in a thick curtain of dangling creepers,
You could only see its silhouette in the steamy tropical mist

Over time, she became acquainted with the different residents of the tree,
From the ferns which festooned its branches,
And from which the monkeys swung,
And the kingfishers perched

She noticed how all life was centered around the tree,
And was intrigued by the sheer variety of animals and plants
That depended on the tree for Shelter, shade, and sustenance

What fascinated Samara about the jungle was its complexity,
In that all organisms, living and nonliving,
Were collectively interlinked by an intricate web
No element in this collective was unimportant,
No one more important than the other

To Samara, the jungle was not just a mere place,
It was a state of mind,
A state of being
It was her paradise,
The only place she could find solace, and be away from everyone,
Including her family

By this time,
Samara had grown up,
And was no longer a little girl
To the woman that Samara had become,
The concept of being wild and free took up a new meaning
One event in particular was pivotal

The day that Samara bravely ventured to the rocky cliffs of Bedruthan,
Was a day she would never ever forget
Perched behind the wooden fence at the scenic viewpoint,
She gazed out in awe at the theatrical panorama presented by Mother Nature herself
It was the best spot to enjoy the view of the cliffs and the rugged coast
What a beautiful panorama!

Something stirred inside the belly of Samara that she could not shake off
It was rising in her like a coiled serpent awoken from a deep slumber
By a gnawing hunger, and the need to be filled
Suddenly, Samara found herself struggling to breathe
Something, or someone, had hooked her neck, and covered her eyes,
Plunging her world into darkness

She felt a hot steamy breath in her right ear,
And a story body pressed against hers from behind
Her first instinct was to struggle,
But there was something exhilarating, yet comforting
About the warmness of his breath on her neck

Samara became intoxicated by the scent which he engulfed her in
She managed to catch a glimpse of his face,
And for a brief second, their gaze met,
Turning her knees into like jelly

Oh what a spectacle!
Who is this beautiful man?
He’s animal like me, but man,
Just like me, a woman

He was exactly the man from Samara’s wildest fantasies,
Personified in full hot flesh
Samara decided that ‘Manimal’ would be his name

Unable to contain the burning fire from within her,
She said to him,
Your flesh meets mine,
But first,
Your hand in mine

So reaching out,
He trailed his fingers down her arm
She felt her legs part,
And a certain growing stiffness in between her thighs

With every rhythmic thrust,
Every jagged protrusion of the rugged cliff became smudged from her view
Her vision went blurry,
As if a Tsunami had hit her
Hard in the face
He had opened up another dimension in her,
Sending spasms
Deep into her very core

Alas!
She swallowed the world whole,
His whole world
And for once in Samara's life,
She was full,
She was filled,
She was fulfilled