I Stumbled Across Creatures on St. Thomas Over a Decade Ago I Still Haven’t Identified

[this story is meant to be read and experienced as a daydream, dream with me]

Look up. You see a green canopy and specs of blue and white as the sky is obscured by towering trees and vines. The air is humid and you smell moist dirt, as you are surrounded by hundreds of trees, decaying tree trunks, and a series of shortcuts and paths. 

The sounds are unima…