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At first glance, this quaint Caribbean island looks like just another slice of paradise. But as I'm making my way through the thick Caribbean island brush, the hairs on the back of my neck begin to stand up as I get that all too recognizable feeling of being watched. Gritting my teeth, I push on through the anxiety.
Suddenly, the jungle opens up and I find myself standing in frontst of an old temple, the overgrown slabs of stone towering above me. As I admire the structure with equal parts curiosity and fear, a voice in the back of mind reminds me that it's time to move on, and rather quickly at that.
I spend the rest of the day wandering around the island, attempting to discover the many mysteries it seems to hold just an arm's length away you at any moment.
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Deep in thought, I sink back into my chair. Less a terrain and more a sophisticated work of art, this magnum opus of a masterpiece raised difficult philosophical questions that most creators in the community have neither the ability, nor, quite frankly, the bravery to face. Needless to say, Isle Fortuna captured my imagination like no other.
9.5/10