These golden rays flickered over the mossy stones, making Fredrick’s lifelong dream feel real, as if the very temple itself had waited for this moment. Ever since he’d first seen a faded postcard of Bali in his childhood bedroom, the images of ancient temples and rugged jungles had captured his imagination.
Standing at the very heart of this dream, he felt an electrifying surge of excitement and an unsettling twinge of unease. Bali, with its verdant canopy and whispered promises, seemed to beckon him towards thrilling adventures and shadowy secrets hidden just beyond its lush embrace.