for PHB
It's about a boy who was raised by lions and tigers
in the jungle, all his life knowing nothing other than ultimate
intimacy with the natural world. One day, when bored and
wandering, he finds himself on the outskirts of the jungle, intrigued
by the stream of sunlight peeking through the outer-most layer
of vegetation, beckoning to him with its luring aroma of unknown
territory. The light sucks at his eyes, as though magnetized, and
his feet loyally follow, under the same trance, bringing him to
the other side. Stepping out into wide open spaces - he points
toward the horizon, it's flecked with tiny buffalo (to us, this
scene might resemble a picturesque postcard on which someone has
sneezed chocolate). The jungle boy is confused out in the open,
for growing up in the jungle's tight, crowded quarters, he is
unable to perceive such depth of field. The buffalo out here
are the size of ants, how strange, this big world, how
impossible! Satisfied, the boy turns, laughing, steps back into the jungle.

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