The Fiery-necked Nightjar's mournful lament, "Good Lord, Deliver Us," filled the night air as Naomi, Sam, and I, Celeste, sat around the fire. We were silent, listening to the sounds of the night. In the distance, I could hear a male lion proclaiming his territory, warning off any challengers. The fire cast flickering shadows on our naked bodies. Looking at Sam's handsome face and into
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