"Fortunately, the Migrating Deer Archipelago Runaway City understood this and designed it accordingly. Some of the gardeners grew up here, while others will grow old and die here, their corpses eventually used as manure for the soil. They have their own community and their own routines. This is their world, the only part of the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City they've ever known."
She paused and added, "In a way, they might be the only ones in this forsaken world truly living. They don't worry about food, shelter, or power. All they have to do is wake up daily and tend to the Garden."
Upon hearing Eleanora's words, a realization emerged on Orion's face as he briefly took in the Garden again. Somehow, it reminded him of the Village and the Prismerions trapped within the mountain. He had always wondered why Naka didn't just destroy the Village, at least since they were products of a failed experiment.
