The scorching sun hangs high, the venomous sunlight pouring down like molten gold, baking the entire wilderness into a boiling cauldron.
As the surface temperature continues to rise, the air presents twisted ripples, and the distant hills appear faint and obscure in the heatwave, their contours blurred like a mirage.
In such weather, many creatures can't stand the heat and rarely venture outside.
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