Here's another science fiction drabble. Wow. I've been noticing a bit of a theme the last few days. Oh well. Science fiction has been such a large part of my life that this hardly comes as a surprise.
The cracked red dirt sent up puffs of dust around Delphine’s feet. Dark clouds were gathering on the horizon. She shuddered. Much as she longed for some water to cool her heated skin, the rain waiting to be unleashed from those clouds would be anything but refreshing.
It hasn’t rained for months, Delphine thought bitterly. It figures that it would happen now when I’m nowhere near shelter.
Resigning herself to the fact that she couldn’t avoid it, she continued to walk. When the droplets began falling from the sky, they cut right through her, stripping the flesh from her bones.