When Water Kills

Robert Quick

Where the -@!# did my muse go?

Writer, dreamer, knight, shackled by entertainment . . . and people.

Story is marked as mature.

Not everything that falls from the sky is bad. Like Rain. Rain isn't bad. Usually. There is acid rain, or the rain that rides on the breath of a hurricane, or the kind that turns into a flash flood. Erosion is wind and water, which includes rain. Rain is a destroyer.

Cold skin covered in crawling droplets.


I'm focusing on the wrong thing.

This isn't about rain at all but rain is made up of water. Two hydrogen atoms bonded to one oxygen atom. That makes water. Condensed atmospheric water vapor when heavy enough, is called down by gravity and it falls, diving from above like ghostly kestrels kamikazing into the earth in clear splatters.

I'm sorry. I'm doing it again.

It's not on purpose.

Face the ruined house. Face the bloated, headless bodies.

Name them. Gabriel. Jeremy. Joel.

Now face the shimmering killer.

It moves like water. It might as well be water. Water has three states. Ice, liquid, and vapor. Vaporized. A shining ray erupts from the water and Charles dies, blood streaming like water.


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August Rode

August Rode

This isn't your usual writing style, Robert, but it's damned effective. Well done.

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