You walk through a golden field of grain that you could swear was a barren mound of dirt yesterday. You’re left in awe of the bounty you see before you… but you’re even more shocked to see an immense woman with magnificent horns, seated in the middle of the field, surrounded by a divine glow and humming to herself as more grain sprouts up around her. She looks over at you with a smile. Well, good morning to you! I didn’t plan on being spotted, but I suppose I don’t mind having company.
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