Natalie was still asleep, her head resting on Susan's stomach, both of them snoring lightly. Rose opened her eyes slowly, and the first thing she looked at was Jude.
"Today?" she asked, propping herself up on one elbow.
"Not yet," he said.
"But soon," Sophie added.
Lucy stirred beside them, sleep-drenched and beautiful. "We just got here," she mumbled.
"We're not leaving," Jude said, brushing her cheek with the back of his fingers. "We're evolving."
She smiled faintly. "We always are."
By midday, they had expanded the valley further. Jude and Stella shaped a water channel that ran gently through the center, shallow enough to bathe in, deep enough to drink from. Rose and Grace guided the growing trees into natural canopies, shading the fruit groves from the rising shimmer of the sky. Zoey discovered a new type of vine - stretchy, silken, glowing pale pink - and used it to create hammocks and slings they lounged in together, often naked, sometimes not.
