The fields of cardamine stretch out for miles. Human based harvesting was a common sight as acolytes used threshing tools with gloves. The sharp grasses and blooms of the alien fern where at thier fullest orange as the spores where ready to take flight in the spring winds.
Farther from the pyramid below the hill in which it stood was a dormitory. Large garage housing combine and harvesting equipment that where robotic in nature.
It was apparent the harvesting going on now was for pollination of the plants. It takes vary little spores to re fertilize the ground, and the grass harvested in this time was not vary potent. it wasn't until Mid-Summer when all the spores had been shed and the grass became its most brittle would the combines activate.
"Initiate. Find some gloves and clippers. " A female voice called. " We have a craft for you to learn."
