Summer night. In the jungle, the insects sing incessant, playing a unique symphony in the night, from time to time, there are a few rustling leaves as the wind moves. In the silence of the night, it is particularly harsh, let people's ears a little tickle. This, for someone, is a requiem. An open meadow on the outskirts of the jungle.

Summer night. In the jungle, the insects sing incessant, playing a unique symphony in the night, from time to time, there are a few rustling leaves as the wind moves. In the silence of the night, it is particularly harsh, let people's ears a little tickle. This, for someone, is a requiem. An open meadow on the outskirts of the jungle.