He wandered through the temple grounds, absorbing the serenity of the place, snapping photos of statues, and marvelling at the artistry etched into the stones. Monkeys darted to and fro, swinging from the trees with a kind of chaotic grace.
The scene was both funny and unbelievable. The monkeys’ playful energy filled the sacred temple grounds. Fredrick had read about how crafty they were, always ready to grab anything from sunglasses to food.