✍️ Original Storytell Creation To Enjoy By Sparkle ✨

Subtitle - The Quicksand Awaits 👇

Once upon a marvellously longer encounter, I stood there in front of tallest soft character named Rory The Tiger, where a individual presences whose a towering orange ‘n’ black tiger stripe mascot costume, even with his trademark tiger helmet or mask as indeed his comical symbols of playfulness interactions senses that I was going too be revealed a one-of-a-kind adventure likeliest no other done before that was being planned for many weeks too come to this one moment shall arisen; though as I hugged Rory, standing at a solid six feet tall above over towering the littles a me with his mascot gear fuller wearable with absolute certainties of all gentle prideful touches, while in the sunlight his football socks ‘n’ gloves alongside his oversized shoes shining at the bright blue sky, well beyond under thee glass Perspex roof of a supermarket corridor we’re stood there beamed with magical rays of sunshine’s power to interconnect the day both of us are going to commencement.

The story here beckons at the very firstly best friendship between me, Owen ‘n’ Rory The Tiger Mascot performers sightseers in the quietness’s supermarket where all of humanly beings are rightful nonexistent in this context world of spaces to make interrupt thee exploration’s set in motion; a notoriously difficult traversed jungle of upon densest foliage ‘n’ squishy bogged wetter sediments was created to be our private timeframe in temperature only seem for our eyes to perceive as sweaty ordeal witnesses the treacherous nature of one ideal escapism… one predatory that soo cautiously seeks to exists to reputed by the very definitional of wariness by swallowing anything or anyone in a one singularly gulp, that was indeed the thick muddy quicksand pits.

The trek firstly started on with a trip of a thousand grandest stars to the earths journey from the public toilets with stickiest patches left behind, aptly liquefied residues that’ll makes the socked feet glued together onto the floors surface quite interesting; but me ‘n’ Rory was leaving the human life behind as in all greatest foretold storytelling by me revealing such tales shows thee timeframes to which we will get to the intensely distant depths biosphere jungle environment would be rather quickly than a blink of an eye’s, as there’s no chance of interruptions or any other odd delays either, literally because only in where the minds shall takes us a journey getting there is rather fast paced; also because once the plane is lands between a certain clearing, a two days of walking distance through the under canopy of foliage proceeds.

Once we both reached a particular opened point clearing as our own goals was to reach a certain point in all checkpoint after two wholesome days on the constant grinds, sensing that the ground was already surrounding us dots saturated ‘n’ uneven where this dampening moist earth saw the perfect camouflaged hidden spot for the enemy thick mud of all messier quicksand, a seclusion pit; after out of breaths exhaustion reels in, me ‘n’ Rory was eager to continue, though we both needed to settle down first in the jungle floor to rest to regain our energy… yet a playfulness’s spark was seen in the mascots spirit, which he just want to interact with me as a personhood boy.

Additionally, for my beloved mascot Rory made a hugest attempt in a playfulness non verbal gestures at me by pointing to his both socked feet trapped in muddy footwear, wanting me to sniff them while we were sat beside the muddy quicksand pit cuddling soft each other, but obliviousness’s was reeling set in motion too the slightest hint risk associate with jungle environments; I complied & said to him “I would be loveable too sniffs your smelly black ‘n’ orange striped football longest socks after all being worn without being changed for two wholesome days”, which was aptly sweaty captivating for me to explore the intensely foulest odour of scent emanating from the soft insoles of his oversized shoes.

Rory The Tiger in a non verbal hand communication states to me “once I’ve removed both of my oversized shoes of one-by-one, a no exit signs is required from avoiding the stench”, soo I watched him repel his own footwear slowly but carefully, there was a slight beautiful smile on my face whence I saw the soaked fabric of the longest running black ‘n’ orange football striped socks on his feet absolutely drenched in moisture warmth’s from his active breath lifestyle forecasts a foul stinkiest material that his all fleshed feet has been creationism; while enjoyment for me was fulfilment ten minutes later passes just sat their deepest ingrained sniffing the mascots socked feet, where his feet were in charge on my nose by firstly overlapping ‘n’ pressing gently, squinting toes hardly to an arching coil & clenching my nose to sealed my senses in the potent air-scape of musk… while behind thee scenes something else was stirringly obvious.

The muskiest aroma of Rory’s ownerships wet socked feet didn’t bother me whatsoever, but instead non of us were observing the surrounding landscape where the thick muddiest quicksand was situated because the surface pulsating in all breathable rhythmic waves rebalancing an entirety unknown danger that lurks here in this biosphere; right beneath the jungle sticky surface lays a apt complexity structure in a dense mixture of organic compounds ‘n’ inorganic molecules which makes up the saturated blends nature of these substances pits together of natural phenomena, not just a single sinkhole of muddy sediments, but an intrinsic concoction which can be unstable under suchlike’s weight applications… the reason for these reasons are seen in the next section.

Additionally, there was highest levels of organic matter as deaths occurred as decomposing fleshes turned into bacteria or spiritual species that underwent extensively suffocation in unforeseeable circumstances that arises during survivalist feeding these pits for countless generations into which turning all colony of mud into a living predatory organism, just likely leaving inorganic molecules as plant debris covering the entire top layer to reduce the riskiest possible impact of danger because silt, clay ‘n’ mud forming with water has create a very strong stickiest trap that can even entrap the more cautious individuals like my mascot friend Rory ‘n’ even myself Owen as well; so in turn the whole process of quicksand varies by biosphere tin these environments, especially the one composition own dependency in lifeforms.

Aforementioned, these thick muddy areas of quicksand was aptly rich in organic compounds, where then through countless freaks incidents took & drowned to their own accord death by struggles; while these inorganic molecules of leaves, potentially wood fibres mixed with well preservation animal remain as bones in between the silt ‘n’ clay that results in a extreme messier viscously formed adhesiveness substance sediment known for its consistency akin to thick glue… but within the darkness depths held a sinister but dangerousness ability to liquify when disturbances occur.

Whereas, the deposition process that formed the muddy layered quicksand have been evolved by sedimentation over millennia, a more complex phenomenon from the start of thee Triassic Period during the last three hundred million years ago whence Pangea supercontinent was born ‘n’ the earliest stages of quicksand pits formed in these ancient Carboniferous regions in which all moist environments known as biospheres were created, which thence those camouflaged predators reshaped their owner life history by changing patterns in behaviour from the Mid portion Jurassic too late Cretaceous structures in habitats that saw one terrible spirits known as giant dinosaurs like Allosaurus’s designing too entrap’s the Velociraptors them too their own demise; leaving me ‘n’ Rory to face these events in finest particular particles like slit too clay settled in low lying areas.

Gradually as these particular eventually became more thickness in optical illusion in layers that can easily too perfection trap thee unfortunate enough to step or even wade through this bluffing pit directly because it’s presence of rocks as boulders ‘n’ larger than usual debris as either trees or broken liana’s that are embedded with the muddy swamp which will contribute to the development in unpredictable conditions in nature, but shall providing all false sense of stability in footing; while I continue on zir sniffing Rory’s smelly football socks, his clenched toes increase the challenge for now in a interactive exercise of gameplays brave the stench, however potent the aroma was produced by the mascot.

Quicksand in jungle wetness was always dangerously highest in a misunderstood way precarious facts that could seemingly cite, too often many people perceive it as just a simple hazard, either a patch of combined natural sticky mud to make all those littlest avoidances appeared less seriousness or severe; however, thee biological evidence suggests it was a commons physical riskiest acting as a silently predator possessing a density that fluctuates between a certain values that entrapment quicker than quickest an animal or human instantaneous.

The key to a predatory quicksand’s own danger lies in its density ratio in which mud builds or rise overtime ‘n’ a certainties natural adhesive glue-like qualities miring literally anything or all anyone who tries too distort the flow because when weight was originally applied by Rory’s football socked feet aptly first heavy at his feet ‘n’ concisely also his tiger mascot costume additional volumes in which shows the steadiness of the sinkage he’s been suckers to downwards into the muddy net, thence the silt was splitting away from the rocks, causing the whole formation in’s saturated water particles or molecules too loose their internal structures on each other by drifting away casually creating a collapsing depression ringlet noticeable around his own feet too quickly legs also.

This loosening grip shall be transforming a hungry predator into a semi-state liquid from a solid-like substance ‘n’ the processes will produce a very different outcome in which strong undercurrent of vacuumed suction when’s accelerated development was growth, shows Rory will sink at various speeds, pending how uneven his body positioning was & also how quickly he’s become struggling in the quicksand itself; but fore upon his black/orange striped two days old football socks combined with leaves land stuck onto the material surface ‘n’ become camouflaged that blends seamlessly within the environment as his socked feet are submerged.

In the jungle biosphere where the exploration in quicksand was a very unpredictable one because the resultant that accommodate events very differently whence coming aways from alls imagining it, but when Rory does eventually make the bold move a little bit soon, but not yet in this action of bravery, shall face quicksand in thick mud formation head on ‘n’ hope nothing goes wrongfulness, especially we both sat there watching thee optically illusionary of entrancing rhythms appearing either slightly dry in certain places or slightly crusty from drought; but a deceptive layer that hides a viscous trap beneath, which sees organic ‘n’ inorganic materials form a complex web of camouflage, making Rory’s vision difficult to distinguish the safe parts of the ground from the danger zone.

But for this one storytelling in particular shall highlighting zir how deadly these’s thick muddy quicksand pits are, under suchlike all the other assumptions that a predator can indeed wait for its own next victims ever-so patiently ‘n’ silently, preparing its next attack; but for now this sedentary nature shall remain the waiting games for us both too enter the boggy ground at a later point in the tale of all curiosity… but as the quicksand was the last thing on ours own mind Rory did a great gesture too me, that I understood.

Henceforth, this’s one tiger soft mitten hands gesture was stating in a non verbally manner not to break his character as a sports figure performer re-pointed back his black/orange striped football socks saying happily “carry on sniffing them Owen, you’re indeed welcome to keep on enjoyable their’s rank stench of dampness”, neither of us really realised how closest too danger we’re getting into troubles with the quicksand pit lingering zir nearby hoping to entrap us both with minimal energetically effort; as a socks were love by me, a pulsation in waves produce shall rhythmically shift in unison by creation a mesmerising yet powerful force in pattern disorientation to lead a dizzy feeling.

The rhythmic musical style waves are driven by the underground deep currents as these were ecological processes which were be eventually created by a single foreign species’ likewise Rory took the boldest plunge into the thicker muddy quicksand first, leaving the organic spirits as decaying anomalies deaden suffocating too much control these subtle changes during the movements of the earth; though unpredictable dangers shall lurk inside the density of the watering sediments meant to suck or suction too quickest swallow one-by-one foot limbs straighten upon contract willingly has been made, trapping one or two objects as people too sinks beyond the surface ‘n’ rapidly being enveloped without recovery.

Leaving the wholesome organic matter, when Rory does wade all over the into sticky mud of thee quicksand pit, his football socked feet will increase absorption from the already flowing saturation’s substance ‘n’ expand the plus’s weight overall, eventually making any chances of all zir removal rather difficult to reach easier than entrapment; whence stability has been achieve by compromised likeness, a more encasement inorganic debris like rocks ‘n’ plant accumulation remove the outline of the messiest soil can shift the unexpected energy where sudden changes occur in drops could commence in the process meaning the mud will stretch under the weight ‘n’ collapsing into voids sealing our fates instant.

Once the trap was set, the right amount of pressure I disturbance would be ready to swallow any victims whole in one sitting gulps, creating a new edition to the burial ground for the jungles owning silent predators to be found where no survivors were present too be victorious to escape, only defeated by a complex system; one of the quicksand’s most insidious features was the ability to really camouflage itself from the eyes that couldn’t foresee the enemy, but couldn’t foretell the historic tales its associated existence… a combined number of plant debris makes the mud more than apt inviting for a sanctuary retreat mimicking the surroundings of an ancient environment, where the true nature is hidden.

Even for Rory’s own mascot socks I’m sniffing proudly wouldn’t a good idea fit well inside the quicksand pit, with his socked feet all pressing downwards hard would mold perfectly to them, as wells no more wriggling freely no longer, blending with earthly tone zir perfect burying them steadily; while the presence of these embed materials within the muddy fields only heightened senses of their own disorientation whence disturbed, the surface wasn’t ever all going to be a solid but a semi-liquid that’ll offer a false impressed security against what’s seamlessly blending into the biosphere in an tropical dome where surprises are more likely.

Storytelling on quicksand was a good thing for deception, though the unprecedented nature of red flags are waving still because a mascot socked feet would press downwards further, leaving aptly a fabric compressed onto the thickness muddiest layer at the top innermost surface creating a squashed area; basically letting the quicksand waves pulse more in response during the first latter all stages in rhythmic motions, but hypnotic swings like a slow net’s speed that shall be swaying… leaving us with no idea of the very act of sitting nearby the pit itself would increase our own risky of causes the slightest amount of disturbances, whence thee liquify further to swallow us alive by followed suffocation.

In essence, the realism predator in this story series, yes readers around eight parts showreels how a thick muddy quicksand can make the exploration more interesting because of the sediments ability to hidden out of sight under the densest foliage making the challenges moreover complex; due to the natural greats induced differences between these organic versus inorganic content shall waits forever patiently for me ‘n’ Rory as zir unsuspecting victims too be all a bit claimed by a bluff cloak of invisibility, which would make the audience see the mascot get stuck carelessly first as a daring explorer awaiting to be play… once fallen into the trap.

Once Rory The Tiger mascot is trapped first, the ratio in the mud will be adhesive that’ll pull him down, as the grip will intensifying in making any movements too escape more ‘n’ more dangerous; without help, a different type of tale willingly takes place… but a little revision on the storytell, I was told by him by a simple hand gesture too finally stops sniffing ‘n’ indulging in his smelly socks, as we both then had a ‘VIP’ front row seat too the quicksand pit by looking at the mastered deception performance when the top layer pulsates by disorientation, leaving a underestimate warning on what’s going to happenstance whence no one can back away.

In addition, to this jungle experience that gets the heart pumping with all eagerness cautions in this anticipation, wholesome thick muddiest quicksand will test our own capabilities too survive the messiest conditional tale that’s going to be revealed, or evenly a overpowered beast indeed will come too closest defeats us shall make the adventure more enjoyable ‘n’ worthiness while; though lessons in life was to respect these natural occurred phenomena are to say quicksand isn’t just merely a sediments formation trap, but whence least expected this beast can become awakened by just one touch by Rory’s socked feet activating the whole alarms ready to swallow thee unwittingly that’ll cross its path.

Storytelling always sparked the imagination in quicksand in a jungle biosphere & the whole world will see its all natural, nothing like a film scene, but realism… To Be Continued.