Summer was being chased. along the fields and hedgerows. A cold wind was now the master. As Dr FrankenMike sat down to survey his achievements, the satisfied grin fell from his face. Another of his creations had entered the world.
How could he abandon it to those uncaring eyes? He knew not. But he would release it upon the world in the hope that it, and its companions, would populate the earth. It would only take a little fertile ground, rich loam that had gone unnoticed, and they would have a chance to grow.
“Listen! Behold, a sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell along the path, and the birds came and devoured it. … And other seeds fell into good soil and produced grain, growing up and increasing and yielding thirtyfold and sixtyfold and a hundredfold.”