‘Carrick…Carrick, we’re still out of water.’ The heat of summer lay heavy upon the morning like a very patient stone. ‘Come-on Mr.Wizard, magic up a stream or something.’ Aya whined as she lay slumped against the protection of a small bolder, she was a native of a nation drenched eternally by rain and was in no … Continue reading Aya and Carrick Part 2: What to do when trapped under a rock →