Seventeen
Princess Lara of Thalia Island
Once off Mt. Magnus, we resume our prior course and wrap around the southern end of the island just as a passing spring shower darkens the sky overhead. Finan follows the road that cuts through the heart of Thalia, flanked by farmland on either side. “This is where the magic happens,” Finan says, slowing to pull right onto a gravel and dirt road before stopping the truck. “Everything you’re used to finding in the produce department, we can pretty much grow here.”
“Even bananas?”
He leans over the steering wheel and points south across the field. “Those structures—the vertical farms. You can get your bananas from there.” He smiles again.
“I wouldn’t have noticed them if you hadn’t pointed them out.” The four structures match the surrounding envi
