By noon, the 8R was a rolling map of his day’s work. The underside was caked in the dark muck from the lowlands, while the fenders were dusted with the light sand of the ridge. To anyone else, it was just a dirty tractor. To Elias, it was a badge of a morning well spent, a visual history of every acre he’d conquered, rendered in the exact shades of the land he called home.
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Halfway through the job, he crossed the boundary into the sandy loam of the north terrace. Without him pressing a single button, the grime on his rims began to shift. The deep grey faded, replaced by a gritty, pale tan that matched the sun-bleached earth perfectly. To Elias, it was a badge of a