When the final bundle had been placed and the last of the golden soil patted into place around tender shoots, Noah and Heidrun stood at the edges of their green-gold plot with expressions of peace and contentment.
The work had been satisfying in ways that transcended normal accomplishment, connecting them to weavings that predated the concept of existence itself.
It felt unfathomably and magisterially peaceful in a way that could not be fully described!
Heidrun's excitement was palpable as she gazed upon their handiwork, her crystalline eyes reflecting satisfaction that went beyond mere anticipation of future meals.
This was farming in its purest form, the nurturing of something that would provide sustenance and wonder for ages to come!
She could the see the future, and it was filled with glorious green gold grass!
And as if responding to their completion of this sacred work, new information began flowing across Noah's mind.
