Still, he continued toward it. If nothing else, he wanted to at least reach the Thumb. He never made it. His feet slipped out from under him.
Zero's head knocked against the back of his shoulder as he fell and tumbled into a small muddy gully.
As he lay face down in the muddy ditch, he didn't know if he'd ever get up again.
He didn't know if he'd even try. Had he come all this way just to... You need water to make mud!
He crawled along the gully in the direction that seemed the muddiest. The ground became gloppier.
The mud splashed up as he slapped the ground. Using both hands, he dug a hole in the soggy soil.
It was too dark to see, but he thought he could feel a tiny pool of water at the bottom of his hole.
He stuck his head in the hole and licked the dirt. He dug deeper, and as he did so, more water seemed to fill the hole.
He couldn't see it, but he could feel it— first with his fingers, then with his tongue.
He dug until he had a hole that was about as deep as his arm was long.
There was enough water for him to scoop out with his hands and drop on Zero's face.
Zero's eyes remained closed. But his tongue poked out between his lips, searching out the droplets.
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