The distinct separation of the valley of branches and the jungle ahead was clear, and what needed to be done to reach the jungle was even clearer.
"You're really going to make me jump, aren't you…?" He sighed to himself.
Standing at the very edge of the last, far-reaching branch, a vast space devoid of any footing sat between his position and the cliff of the verdant jungle beyond. If he failed his daunting leap, the harrowing chasm was awaiting below.
Well, no point in dragging things out, right? He thought.
Taking a breath into his lungs, he got a small running start before jumping from the branch--slipping as the very end of the brittle limb snapped off the moment he pushed from it.
"Shit--!" He called through his gritted teeth.
