How long has it been?

A week, maybe…

No, that’s not right.

I shift out of the small mismatched hamlet and fall to my feet, the pieced-together material swaying as I make my way out of the hovel I had built for myself. The sound of the tweeters chirped out the closer I approached the mouth of the structure. The sound of water slamming into the rocks below caused the air around me to feel fresh a...

There are many things in this cruel world that people would selfishly sell their children’s souls for. Even just a slithered taste of the divine could bring someone to their knees. Hundreds of thousands die at the hands of nobles, who find pure joy teaseing the very existence of water right in their desperate faces.

I’m no noble.

But some may consider me one. If they knew of my whereabouts tha...

The crickets sing their mechanical songs, the birds joining them in perfect rhythm. If water was ever so scarce, it would be now. 23 year old Crissa lives behind a hidden waterfall in the edges of a rainforest, lush and full of moisture. The animals seem to have become her friend, and so has the water. It’s not that water was a limited resource to her, it was just everywhere else. People were slow...

They don’t tell you how lonely it can be, living in a world like this.

When you and your family, or friends, used to play around about who would survive an apocalypse the thought never occurred to you that you would be on your own. You surely didn’t think you would be the one to survive, and how much you would hate it.

It was pure luck that caused you to find the waterfall. You never had much ...

Hugging his knees to his chest, Caleb admired his home. A shimmering curtain of water separated him from the dense forest beyond the smooth, tan walls of the cave. No sound rose above the continuous crash of countless gallons of water into the plunge pool situated at the base of the waterfall. The pummeling of falls agains the water and rocks was meditative. Distractions couldn’t pierce the veil o...

Humans are a hopeless species. They fight over the smallest of things, and in their greed and anger, they lost what was important to them.

When the sun grew closer to the Earth, they waited and wasted. They casted their plastic water bottles into the ocean, being dragged down by their destruction, the sun being closer and closer by the gravity of their sins. When the drought came, they drank like...

If you are reading this, I am dead.

The year is 2025, its probably July or maybe August. I am not sure anymore but the weather has been excruciatingly hot and dry. My days seem to run together now. I don’t know how much longer I can stand this existence. The world is experiencing the biggest drought since the dust bowl era of the 1930s and the government is now an oligarchy. I could be killed if...

In a town named Mogahali, there was a waterfall all people, who lived there, were amazed of its strange smell and voices. Nobody dared to go near that waterfall. One day a man decided to visit and explore the mystery of 2000 years. He said goodbye to his only son then he went on his journey. As he was heading, he saw an old man. The old guy looked at him in awe for about a minute. After that he sa...

I felt his presence quite some time ago

But then, not much happens here I don’t know

He’s thirsty, I can tell, they always are

Those of them, that is, that make it this far

For me to take pity, would be folly

I keep my lair hidden carefully

Over there is a secret waterfall

Beyond that, there’s no water here at all

It would take a solid day’s journey from here

Before any clean water will appear

...

In less than an hour, he’d likely be dead. And yet all he could think about were his boots. *Why*, he wondered, *had they taken his boots?"

The guards were frogmarching him through the cave. Every few steps one of Otis’s bare feet would slip on a deposit of algae or slime, and the guards would haul him upright again and bark insults or instructions in his ear. “Get up, traitor. It’ll be worse for...