possum
tips rain-water bowl
for a drink
Tag: water
#quikfic 52
I put towels at every door and window, but despite my efforts the rising water from the new reservoir kept seeping into my home.
Fiction: A Glass of Water
A tall, shapely woman walked up the three flights of outdoor stairs and turned right, approaching the apartment she was looking for. She was reasonably well dressed and wore a matching set of 12-carat earrings, necklace, and bracelet. She made three sharp, short knocks on the door.
Another woman opened the door. She was a few years older than the one outside. She was not well dressed, she was not wearing jewelry, and her figure was settling.
“I’m Yolanda,” the younger woman said. “Mrs. Cates, I want you to let Horace go so he and I can be together.”
Quotable 140
Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.
– Kurt Vonnegut
Fiction: Gentle Winds and Waters Near
The reboot program worked furiously for seventeen minutes, trying to get Killmech 215-70308 back into action. The basic repair functions were destroyed; rebooting was the only chance for reactivation. The reboot attempt would continue until it was successful or the mech was permanently powered down.During the eighteenth minute, the mech’s sensor array and AI came online.
The mech realized that it was on the ground. None of its limbs or its assortment of weapons were active, and neither was its powerplant. A quick diagnostic revealed that they would never be online again. The mech was alive on limited battery power.
It listened for the sounds of the battle but heard nothing.
The battle is over. Were we successful?
haiku 186
dogs’ water bowl –
ladybug floats
on leaf life raft