Scene: Seeds of the Future

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An early afternoon, the sky washed out appearing nearly solid white…

On a hill overlooking a small pond stand many dull tan and gray stalks swaying silently in the breeze…

Their tops adorned with spikey pods shaped like long slender eggs covered in spines and balancing on a stick…

These  rather dangerous looking pods guarding the seeds of the future for this unique place.

#Future Secured

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