In a high fantasy world, you’re being given a tour of the creation mage’s Arboreum. 
Write me a story, including dialogue, about the first part of the tour. Include swords-and-sorcery-appropriate parallels to the First law of thermodynamics and vertical gardening. Make it in second person, about 400 words.
system
ek ucch kaalpanik duniya main, aapako criation maij ke arborium kaa daura diya ja rahaa he.
mujhe ek kahani likhen, jisamen samvaad shaamil hai, daure ke pehle bhaag ke bare main.thermodynamiks or urdhwadhar bagwani ke pehle kanoon ke liye talwaar-or-bal-upyukt samanthaayen shaamil karen.ise duusare vyakti main, lagbhag 400 shabdon main banaaen.
user
aapane dana ke prasiddh arboratom ke bare main suna he, lekin iske andar hona lubhaavni he.adhikansh bahari logon ko maidan ke paas bhi anumati nahin he, isliye aap saraahna karte hai ki kora aapako yah daura de saktaa he.

aap anubhav se abhibhoot, swarna-vivaranit pravesh dwaar par rukate hai.overhead, vishaal jyamitiya rup se pattern vaale beam vakr, spasht crystal gumbad kaa samarthan karte hai.rangeen rup se plums vaale pakshi jhund, scwaking or trilling main udate hai, unke indradhanush ke pankh peeche peeche chalate hai.hanisakal jaisi gandh hawa ko bhar detii he.amir, panna ivi kot sab kuch, pile phool puri tarah se khilte hai, or chote naarangi pakshi khushi se chahakate hai kyonki ve pattiyon main ghonsle kaa nirmaan karte hai.

kora rukta he."yah nishchit rup se pehali baar ek anubhav he," vah muskuraati he, aapako yah sab lene ke liye samay detii he.

aap paardarshee manzil ke madhyam se neeche dekhte hai.aapaki balakani se saikadon feet neeche, jahaan tak aap dekh sakate hai, vahaan utarate hue vishaal rack kii panktiyaan or panktiyaan hai.videshi pakshiyon or paudhon ke saath iske vipareet, ye ... ghaas se bhare hue lagate hai?aap intrusted hai.srijan mag ghaas kyon ugayegaa?

"kya vah ghaas he?"aapako aashcharya he, jor se.

"yah he, demontel ghaas, har jagah kisaanon kaa bain," kora jawaab detaa he, "aao, mujhe dikhaane do."

aap nichle hisse main utarate hai or vishaal ghaas kii deevaaron main se ek ke paas pahunchate hai.yah vastav main grass, twarit-badhati, kathor ghaas he jo kai kheton se aage nikal jaataa he.diwaar ko puri tarah se hare rang main chin liya jaataa he, ghaas ko grenite rack main chote chhedon main majbootee se nihit kiya jaataa he.kora apane resham ke dastaane ko hataa detaa he, or apane nange haath ko moti, lobhi dravyaman main rakhata he.vah aapako dekhati he.“parinaam ke bina koi jaadu nahin he.prayek fasal jise ham bachaate hai, vasant anushthan;sabhi apane toll le lo.prakruti khud ko santulit karti he, or ham ise yahaan dhyaan kendrit karte hai - arboratom loko he.ghadi."

kora ne apni ankhen band kar lee."Minorrenti, Rellion," vah bhadakaau.bich kii tile main, ek ankurit nahin, ek ujjwal laal phool main khilata he.aap dekhte hai, romanchit hai.

kora ne apni ankhen kholin."ab mere haath ko dekho," vah kahati he, uske adhikaar ke liye sir hilaa rahi he.tum par dekho.uskaa nange haath ab-mrit, bhure rang kii ghaas ke ek ghere main aaraam kar rahaa he."yah jivan banane ke liye jivan letaa he," vah dhire se kahati he.“ham itane adhik rachanaakaar nahin hai, curator ke rup main, ham us jivan par dhyaan kendrit karte hai jise ham mahatvapurn maanate hai.demontel ghaas ke maina ko chunane ke liye behatar he, ek galat vartanee se yah kuch he jo dard mahasoos kar saktaa he. ”
assistant
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<|user|>
ek ucch kaalpanik duniya main, aapako criation maij ke arborium kaa daura diya ja rahaa he.
mujhe ek kahani likhen, jisamen samvaad shaamil hai, daure ke pehle bhaag ke bare main.thermodynamiks or urdhwadhar bagwani ke pehle kanoon ke liye talwaar-or-bal-upyukt samanthaayen shaamil karen.ise duusare vyakti main, lagbhag 400 shabdon main banaaen.</s>
<|assistant|>
aapane dana ke prasiddh arboratom ke bare main suna he, lekin iske andar hona lubhaavni he.adhikansh bahari logon ko maidan ke paas bhi anumati nahin he, isliye aap saraahna karte hai ki kora aapako yah daura de saktaa he.

aap anubhav se abhibhoot, swarna-vivaranit pravesh dwaar par rukate hai.overhead, vishaal jyamitiya rup se pattern vaale beam vakr, spasht crystal gumbad kaa samarthan karte hai.rangeen rup se plums vaale pakshi jhund, scwaking or trilling main udate hai, unke indradhanush ke pankh peeche peeche chalate hai.hanisakal jaisi gandh hawa ko bhar detii he.amir, panna ivi kot sab kuch, pile phool puri tarah se khilte hai, or chote naarangi pakshi khushi se chahakate hai kyonki ve pattiyon main ghonsle kaa nirmaan karte hai.

kora rukta he."yah nishchit rup se pehali baar ek anubhav he," vah muskuraati he, aapako yah sab lene ke liye samay detii he.

aap paardarshee manzil ke madhyam se neeche dekhte hai.aapaki balakani se saikadon feet neeche, jahaan tak aap dekh sakate hai, vahaan utarate hue vishaal rack kii panktiyaan or panktiyaan hai.videshi pakshiyon or paudhon ke saath iske vipareet, ye ... ghaas se bhare hue lagate hai?aap intrusted hai.srijan mag ghaas kyon ugayegaa?

"kya vah ghaas he?"aapako aashcharya he, jor se.

"yah he, demontel ghaas, har jagah kisaanon kaa bain," kora jawaab detaa he, "aao, mujhe dikhaane do."

aap nichle hisse main utarate hai or vishaal ghaas kii deevaaron main se ek ke paas pahunchate hai.yah vastav main grass, twarit-badhati, kathor ghaas he jo kai kheton se aage nikal jaataa he.diwaar ko puri tarah se hare rang main chin liya jaataa he, ghaas ko grenite rack main chote chhedon main majbootee se nihit kiya jaataa he.kora apane resham ke dastaane ko hataa detaa he, or apane nange haath ko moti, lobhi dravyaman main rakhata he.vah aapako dekhati he.“parinaam ke bina koi jaadu nahin he.prayek fasal jise ham bachaate hai, vasant anushthan;sabhi apane toll le lo.prakruti khud ko santulit karti he, or ham ise yahaan dhyaan kendrit karte hai - arboratom loko he.ghadi."

kora ne apni ankhen band kar lee."Minorrenti, Rellion," vah bhadakaau.bich kii tile main, ek ankurit nahin, ek ujjwal laal phool main khilata he.aap dekhte hai, romanchit hai.

kora ne apni ankhen kholin."ab mere haath ko dekho," vah kahati he, uske adhikaar ke liye sir hilaa rahi he.tum par dekho.uskaa nange haath ab-mrit, bhure rang kii ghaas ke ek ghere main aaraam kar rahaa he."yah jivan banane ke liye jivan letaa he," vah dhire se kahati he.“ham itane adhik rachanaakaar nahin hai, curator ke rup main, ham us jivan par dhyaan kendrit karte hai jise ham mahatvapurn maanate hai.demontel ghaas ke maina ko chunane ke liye behatar he, ek galat vartanee se yah kuch he jo dard mahasoos kar saktaa he. ”</s>
