Yuki Asahina

Sean King

Kais Abiyyi

English

She was fueled by fire, which really sucked since the whole town was made out of water.

She needed a dry spot and fuel. She swam in ever-widening circles and slept floating on her back. One day she found it: a shelf of rock, above the water’s surface. It had a tiny tree growing out of a crack. Her new problem: she didn’t want to burn the only tree she’d ever seen.

Her new problem: she din’t want to burn the only tree she’d ever seen. A storm arrived, snapping a small branch off. She scooped up the broken wood. It was enough to start a tiny fire.

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