A cluster of drones floats high over this landscape.
They twist, tug, and drift in the wind like a child’s kite. A conductive tether registers their clumsy dance at a small power station 500 metres below, swallowed long ago by the forest.
The drones know every inch of the land beneath them. Soil sensors quilt the ground in an invisible grid, inundating the drones with an endless stream of data. They stitch together a fine mesh of points and pixels, an almanac for farmers and cinema for city dwellers.
The drones dream of a day off.
