Water Stories

Chapter 62 Lierance TENSARTIS. I hold my breath and do not open my eyes. This might be liquid nitrogen. In this case my eyes will be burned. I must rely on my biosonar. Somehow my creator put in that feature – me being able to survive in liquid nitrogen. It is sian’s native environment, so I carry his nostalgia. Figures. It is just waves and waves on the biosonar. I have no idea of the difference between water and liquid...

That summer, it was too hot. We didn’t have a thermometer, and even if we had, the little red lines and numbers wouldn’t have meant much to me. But I knew that it wasn’t normal. It couldn’t be. By the time the church clock struck ten it was already too stifling to venture outside. The sun had swelled to an angry pulsing ball of fire which I had come to regard as evil, lancing my eyes with pain when it glanced off the shin...

WATER With aching limbs I step into the shower feeling the hot steady stream of water coursing over me causing the atoms in my body to dance freely I stand in this pleasure for a never ending moment. Turning the taps off brace myself for the cold air of the bathroom and wrap a warm towel round me like a cocoon I sit as I used to when I was a child taking in the warmth and cosiness no thinking, no interpretation just relax...