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The fire rain came again last night, driving holes in the already pitted metal over our heads. Cossa and Sandry caught some splash drops with their faces and woke with permanent tears. Fire rain burned but everyone in our holding catches what they can to …

"OK, first of all? Do you know how much I'm already paying for all the outlets to be water-proofed? Why are you telling me it's $4,000 for waterproof floorboards?"

"I don't make the prices, Miss, I just hand over the bill."

"You don't get it! I am the…

It pours down me, eroding away my uniform, my costume

The entropy brought by weather is my new disguise

And once again the water images fill me half empty, on the brighter side

It was not a sustainable image (mirage) anyhow

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But when they see me next…

The Water Seller stood on the steps of the palace after every meal. Her arms itched, the sand dust like a second skin, caked on to keep her safe from the three suns' heat. She shifted from her right to left foot and dipped her rag back into the bowl.

Th…

Felicity paced in the sand slowly, eyeing the tide wash up and run away. Bones of small animals seeped up through the sand, separating her toes.

"What to do, what to do..."

Her sisters, triplets, all fit in to the family like pegs in a board. Veronica, Ve…