He crouched by the water’s edge, breaking the thin skin of ice that had formed overnight. He filled his pot. This was the first task of the day: water. In his old life, water came from a tap, an anonymous resource. Here, he knew the taste of the water changed with the seasons—snowmelt was sweet and thin; late summer water was mineral-heavy and cold.
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