Maybe the seeds of these strange plants had found their way here, blown by the wind from the narrow fissure? A

Maybe the seeds of these strange plants had found their way here, blown by the wind from the narrow fissure? After all, it was strong enough to stir the motes of the cave, even part a hair or two on our fellows' heads. As if on cue, we caught a faint smell of pollen from the other side of the crack — perhaps beyond was the source of the strange garden?