NanoWriMo 2013: 06

The rains haven’t stopped. Not for years. I almost remember what land was. Sometimes, in dreams, my bare feet rummage through the grass, running, flying kites, kicking footballs… making love… It doesn’t last. The tides, the ebbs and flows, they lull me, but they wake me too. Water used to be 80% of this planet. So were humans. Now… soon, everything will be all water. The world washed away…

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