Heras Box
Lixes gave a nod of his head before stepping carefully into the water, finding that the river felt as though it was lower these days. Without the rains to feed the river he supposed that it only made sense that it would be at a lower level like this. No matter, the rain was sure to come again, right? It would have to and then things would be back to normal. Until they just had to work hard and make sure that everyone had what water they needed.
"We bring the water in the buckets back to those in charge of cleaning said water. It's mostly magic users that are in charge of that particular job. Come on, they are over this way." He said, picking up the twin big buckets of water, one in each hand, and started back for the village. He wanted to get back, drop off the water, and repeat for as long as he could before it started to get dark or his arms got too tired to continue.
