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.