She ran up the hill seeking solace from a relentless dawn. Turning around grateful that he is no longer running in the opposite direction forever distant.

Many creatures retreat to their viewing stations to wait out the drama expected to occur. Like always, like clockwork, the argument, the retreat to defensive positions...........

Below ground sets the stage for insect size humans to create a new universe devoid of confrontation. "How did we get so small?" Orion says as she descends to level 2 to find her parent.
She will attempt this without memories as one of the few chastised by leaders of the tribe.

Beneath the woman in the field the ground beneath her is occupied by millions of these small humans with tiny needles filled with compassion fluid. All at once they strike upwards with their weapons of compassion breaking gently the skin of her big tow as she lets out a small sigh............

A breeze creeps across wandering towards the sun, passes our heroine just as the chemical reaches her brain. Suddenly filled with joy, all memories of this mornings confrontation are dispelled. Once again she can contemplate the vast and the miniature, and remembers the tiny people beneath the earth.

"I will not forget this time!", she says. Placing a deliberate hand against the ground, feeling the soft grasses, she thanks the earth for bringing her back to balance.