Water," he croaked. His throat felt like the arid ground he'd seen all over the news the previous year when the drought in the midwest was so bad, brown earth so criss-crossed with cracks it looked more like plated scales than dirt. He had a sudden memory of a bad dream, one where he was swallowing a snake whole, and his chest tightened. He could almost feel the thing going down. Must
( Fred Anderson )
[ Charnel House ]
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