Hunger
“From what she could tell, the water was a stream, part of which was diverted into a filtration system and heated using solar power, before been sent through a reed bed, and then any drain-off re-joined the stream.
After she had washed, she had spent an hour figuring out how it all worked, fascinated by the simple yet effective system. The suns warmed her skin and dried her hair and by the time she walked back to her house, she felt better and ate some fruit, relaxing on the bed and wondering what today would bring.
It brought furniture. And helping hands who soon got to work cleaning and decorating the other rooms in her house. Drapes were put up, and soft furnishings made the place a lot more homely. They worked hard, a sense of human satisfaction strong in the clean, clear Karalian air.
“Lunch, I think,” Celia said. “Okil, will you fetch the food we brought? Thank you.”
Okil went to the cruiser. He looked relieved to be able to lay down the shovel he had been armed with all morning.
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