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Tessa adjusted the strap of her backpack, checking her pockets for the essentials: sunscreen, a waterproof notebook, and her camera. She wasn't here for the guided tours or the airboat rides that screamed tourist trap. Today, Tessa was looking for the silence that existed beyond the sawgrass horizon.
She spent an hour sketching the landscape in her notebook, noting the way the mangrove roots arched down like stilts, trapping sediment and building new land. She wrote about the alligator, the heat, and the strange, haunting beauty of the place.
"I've got the spray," Tessa said, tapping the can on her hip. "And I like the overgrown stuff. More chances of seeing a Purple Gallinule."
The alligator let out a low rumble—a vibration she felt in her chest more than heard—and shifted his tail, sliding deeper into the murky water. He wasn't interested in a fight; he just wanted the shade back.