The sun cracked the horizon, painting the Serengeti in gold.
You smell the dry dust and damp dew.
The Land Cruiser stops. Your guide whispers, "Bird."
Twenty feet away, a tawny predator, utterly unconcerned, stalks through the long grass.
You hold your breath, the camera forgotten.
This is the heartbeat of the wild, pounding in your chest.
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