post, I submit the following dream sequence between day 2 and 3 (sorry, not today) of my new "Tales from the Rimworld" steemit-exclusive and serialized writing experiment:As my entry to the 50 words contest, of which I learnt thanks to @drpuffnstuff and his

Night 2

Bill sat by the fields. His fields, upon which their lives depended. Three lives might soon prosper or be snuffed out. The growth rate of the rice would decide if his parents made the ultimate sacrifice in vain. Never was there as much suspense in literally watching the grass grow.