We didn’t have much to do so we ate and had sex almost continuously. Heaven has green grass and sweet-smelling flowers, and birds of all varieties delight our ears with their wonderful trills under the bright sun and cloudless sky… After all, if it was my dream, at least I could make it good.”
And the light touch through my mind and the same whispered voice said sadly:
“Not water. In fact, mutual attraction was one of the prerequisites for forming a terraforming pair. I rolled my eyes through my personal heaven to see what improvements I could make to it because I was sure I was going to find myself momentarily knocked backwards among the red rocks. Draw your own conclusion if you can.”
A soft snort of laughter echoes over the rhythms of the bird of paradise and I saw Eve frown thoughtfully, staring blankly:
“That means that our minds have been scanned, and this heaven is a mixture of what was found in our minds with what we wished for.”
“Scanned by whom, Eva?” I asked and looked around
