1. We stop looking for a ‘perfect’ match to Earth almost as soon as we start– time’s running out and we’ll have to settle for ‘close enough.’
2. She mows to the edges of the treeline, pushing as far as she dares, until the magic crackles and pops against the iron blades.
3. Vines hold the ruins of the house together. The small green leaves are tight as moss against the stonework, but wild and flowering across the ruined fragments of wood.
4. He’s laid the bricks one by one over the centuries. Baked with river clay and the ashes from funeral fires, their road marks out safe passage through the cursed swamps.
5. “Don’t lecture me,” the dog shook off the water and trotted up the dock. “If you had tried we’d be planning a funeral not a bath.”