The Starlight GardenerThe year is 4000. I am a Starlight Gardener, a tender of memories in a universe grown cold with fact. Humanity is a galactic force, our bodies seamlessly integrated with the Nexus, a data-stream that connects every colonized world from the methane swamps of Xylos to the crystal deserts of Kepler-186f. We have conquered the stars, but in doing so, we have begun to forget the sky.My work takes me to the silent, orbital rings of Saturn. Here, in zero-gravity conservatories, I cultivate the last organic forests. These are not parks; they are living libraries. The scent of