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The tree, shimmering in a puddle, ripples as a bird pauses for a drink. The sun peeps from behind the grey lined with silver. The river mirrors the sky replete with clouds and sunshine. Water drifts over a lifetime spanning your story and mine — narratives of our Times, of an eon that sweeps the Earth, mankind’s own hearth. Long ago, dinosaurs died. Now, in this new age of greats, fires burn kangaroo meat. Flames that devour forests are put to rest by ice that freezes blood and bones. Breath chills to lifelessness in a refrigerator... (Click here to read the rest)