Tasik Chini, Pahang

I remember going there at least once a year to visit my cousin. I remember how magical it felt back then, we would always ride a boat and I remember feeling at peace despite being 6 or something. My mom would also tell me about the story of the dragon that resides in the lake. It was such a fun time, but my cousin moved somewhere more urban and I could never go back to that time again.

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