They said it could not be done, but she’d done it. They had described this patch of land as an arid, desolate waste, impossible to cultivate and more the fool those who made the attempt. But she had persevered, using in equal measure her deep stubbornness and even deeper knowledge of ecological cycles, and now hyacinths grew as if this had been so since time immemorial

“I will show you fear in a handful of dust indeed”, she murmured as she surveyed her accomplishment. Truly, Mars himself had cause to fear her botany powers