In the shadowy heart of the deep jungle, a tiny baby monkey sits alone on a moss-covered root. The towering trees whisper above, their leaves rustling like distant voices that never answer his cries. Abandoned and confused, he lets out soft, trembling whimpers, hoping his mother will return. The jungle feels vast and cold despite the warm air, every sound making him flinch. Fireflies blink like fading stars as dusk settles in. Hungry and frightened, he wraps his small arms around himself for comfort. In the lonely wilderness, his gentle cries echo, carrying a fragile hope that someone will find him.
