He had a younger brother named Nolan, who was very young at an age of three. Nolan always seemed to be very thirsty all the time. His throat was unusually dry and he repeatedly complained about it being hard to breathe. He spread so many tears that they could fill up a whole lake. His green eyes would fill with tears and he would cry, “Water,” at all hours of the day. Sometimes liquid could almost smell his tears.
Unfortunately, for the brothers there was a huge drought going on and it had been going on for ten years. But now this seemed to be the worst part of it. Liquid was always having to run to the shallow lacking water stream just two hundred yards from their stream was cold and refreshing and liquid would take back the water to his brother Nolan and that had been working out for the last three years until it didn’t.
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