The end of the dessert
"Water…" A voice echoed. Something dripped. I didn't have feet but there was nothing beneath me: it was like I was floating. Almost as though I was deep in water where there was so bottom.
The darkness wasn't so dark and I could vaguely make out a shape deep down. The shape was black in color and the area around it was blue. It was probably chained.
"Water…" The voice called out again….
"What is this?" Again my voice didn't reach. This place was different from that place with darkness. That place felt sad and lonely.
This place felt lonely and desperate.
"Water!" The voice called out again. "I hate it!"
My consciousness faded.
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