It’s been dry all winter, So when the fire came, the forest was ready to burn. I cannot flee. They caught me when I was young, still attach to mother. I know I’m not tied down, yet I cannot flee. Tents burn, people and animals scatter to escape. The air is getting thinner….
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Liferaft in the Abyss 