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... were the first to fill.
He slid the carrying pole through the handles, hoisted both buckets onto his shoulder, and slowly pivoted around. He had to move gently—too sharp a turn and he might spill even a single drop. In a drought year like this, losing water was enough to break a man’s heart for days.
But the moment he turned back toward the path... he froze.
At some unknown time, a strange mound of tiny white spheres had appeared right behind him.
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