The mountain mist frog hiding in the wet forest of the North Queensland peaks. 

The frog croaks as the sun bulges over the horizon. 

The wind whispers strange words. 

The little frog catches a small, quick fly to eat for a delicious meal. 

The mountain mist frog hops slowly and silently out of its bush down to the banks of the shallow, shining river to take a small sip.

The quick, tiny beetles zip across the river, ripples forming where they hit.

Trees waving in the wind like inflatable men.

The lonely frog hopping back to its small home in the bush.

One of the last of its kind, trying to survive.