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Young Terras didn’t know what rain was, although those who were older, their grandparents, knew. Occasionally, the old Terras would sit around a fire and gossip.
“Rain is water that falls from the dark sky.”
An old Terra put some charcoal on his fingernail to draw. ● meant night and darkness. It was the symbol that the Terras had become most familiar with after becoming the Shellmounts’ slaves and being forced to live in the underground city.
“When it rains, the whole world becomes moist. You can smell water anywhere without having to go to a stream or a well.”
“All dry land becomes watery in an instant, turning into mud. It’s nice to just walk around when it rains.”
The old Terras went on as they drew ●~ on the ground, the symbol for rain falling from the dark night sky.
“Goruk.”
The rainwater that turned the sky black and the mud that overspread the ground sounded like a story plucked from a dream because it was difficult to obtain water and mud in the underground world. The goblins were allowed to gather water only twice a day. The underground city’s ground was made up of gravel and sand, so it was difficult to make mud regardless of how much water they mixed into it.
The old Terra whispered, “You know water sometimes drips from the ceiling, right? That's rain.”
“But it isn’t enough to fill the world.”
“That’s because the hole in the ceiling...
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