The First Farmer said that he heard the voice of THE Creature.
Noah gazed at him calmly, waiting.
The First Farmer continued with a voice of weight of recovered memory.
"In that state of collapse and emergence, I cannot accurately measure how much time passed across existence entirely. But for me personally, it felt instantaneous."
He paused, golden eyes distant.
"In that instant, I remember the voice of THE Creature, the same voice I encountered in the past. That voice said to me simply...find my Early Veiled Shore."
...!
Find my Early Veiled Shore!
Noah looked closely at The First Farmer as he tilted his head with an expression mixing curiosity and frustration.
"That's it? That's the entirety of the message?"
The First Farmer nodded simply.
"That's it."
"..."
Noah continued gazing at The First Farmer with deliberate calmness as his mind worked through potential implications and interpretations.
