The city had no name on any government map.
It sat deep inside the Nagarhole forest, in Karnataka — hidden under three hundred years of roots, moss, and careful silence. From above, if a drone ever flew too close, it looked like nothing. Just trees. Just jungle.
But if you knew where to step, the ground changed.
Stone beneath your feet. Carved stone. Wide, smooth roads that had never seen a car. Markets that opened only after midnight. Lanterns made from pressed firefly oil. Children running with tails they hadn't yet learned to hide.
This was Kishkindha — the last Vanara city.
Population: eleven thousand.
Status: officially nonexistent.