large trees, was a hole in the world. the hole was rectangular, an inch taller than himself, which was to say very tall indeed, and easily wide enough for him to walk through. its edges were smooth and white, and they shone brighter than the noon sun reflected off water, which explained the flash he’d seen earlier. but strangest of all was that the jungle he saw through the opening was not the one he stood in. it was as thick as his jungle, just as green and overgrown, but the wind that drifted through the white-edged hole was hotter than the humid air around him. the soil on the 