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The moment I laid eyes on the allotted system, I knew my initial plans had to go. How inelegant they were, those drafts drawn up in smiling ignorance! Only experience could have cured me of such shortsightedness. | The moment I laid eyes on the allotted system, I knew my initial plans had to go. How inelegant they were, those drafts drawn up in smiling ignorance! Only experience could have cured me of such shortsightedness. | ||
Yes, now I can see the path to the [summit/Pyramidion/final shape | Yes, now I can see the path to the [summit/Pyramidion/final shape]. Here, the matredda blade-leaves. There, the green-glass isbati blossoms arcing overhead. I have brought enough progenitor material to seed a hundred worlds, never mind five! In time, there will be a grand harvest of panacea<span style="color:#40678e;">*</span> from this garden. I'm sure both you and your [[[Merciful]]/Penitent/Benefic]<span style="color:#40678e;">**</span> will be pleased. | ||
I could cover these bare rocks with greenhouses, of course. Rows of neat enclosures, lights in just the right spectra, growth solutions mixed to just the right proportions, microclimate domes calibrated within a fraction of a degree, Very neat. Very efficient. | I could cover these bare rocks with greenhouses, of course. Rows of neat enclosures, lights in just the right spectra, growth solutions mixed to just the right proportions, microclimate domes calibrated within a fraction of a degree, Very neat. Very efficient. |
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