There is no water left here.
Well, that’s not strictly true. There is the sea, but of course, it’s not drinkable.
The bottom of the reservoir is still shining with watery residue, but it’s more silt than anything else. A desperate few are laying rags down, hoping to soak up the final puddle, to squeeze a few cloudy drops into mugs for later.
Others are still hunting for fruit of any kind, hoping to find The One that is still succulent after all this time. But the entire world is brown.
Even the sea. Even the sea.
It’s been a very long time, and I’m trying to get back in the swing of things. What better way than to dive into the ocean of Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle? Do give her weekly fun a try – be inspired by the image she posts eery week to write 100 (ish) words on whatever comes to mind.
As for me, I will take a good nosey around at the other entries over the next few days – I’m so looking forward to it!
Freya Writes... 
Chilling, post-apocalptic, but all too probable
I do t want to think so, but yes… Thank you.
That is frightening. Great job!
Thank you!
I sincerely hope that we don’t make your piece our own future.
Thank you, Irene. I’m not known for my ability to predict the future, thankfully.
Have we had visitors from outer space, raiding our water? Or
The back story can be whatever you want it to be! 🙂
Dear Freya,
We rob, steal and destroy the earth and then try to restore with genetic modification etc. Frightening scenario. Everything could be brown. Well done…and welcome back.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you so much, Rochelle.
We are on our way to replace Mars. Interesting read.
Thank you.
Very sad. I certainly hope it never comes to this. Welcome back, Freya!
Me too. Thank you, Amy.
Great read! I can see these poor souls scrambling for those last drops of life. What yarnspinnerr said was interesting. Maybe this IS taking place on Mars! 🙂
Thank you, Josslyn! I love reading how people respond to my writing – it gives me new inspiration 🙂
Great feeling in this piece. I love the repetition of the title in the last line – it’s a really powerful way to end and underscores the totality of the devastation.
Thank you so much, Margaret.
I can see the whole ocean turning to silt here.
Thank you, Alice, for reading and taking the time to comment!
This is alas very believable… so sad if it happens… and someday I think it will happen. Glad to meet you here as well. Writing is good for us all.
In my darker moments I do feel less inclined to believe in a good outcome for our beautiful planet too. Thank you for the welcome back – yes, writing is indeed good for us all.
The planet, and nature, will survive. It’s us who may not, toether with many other species, and the kind of environment we like. But maybe these people retain the knowledge how to de-salinate sea-water. 🙂 Good dystopian story.
Thank you. Yes, maybe these people do have that knowledge. I hope so.