Rain

May 26: It hasn’t rained in three months. Whole towns worried. We need rain in a little rural town like this. The crops. The reservoir.

June 7: Marlene cries at night. The girls are worried too. I started going to church.

June 16: No Rain. Attending church almost every day. God will save us.

June 28: Please God let it rain.

July 1: No rain.

July 4: We couldn’t light off fireworks. Everything too dry. I got out a Latin bible and read from it. No rain.

July 24: No rain. Four months now. Are we cursed?

August 6: No rain. I have given up on prayer. Other gods exist do they not? The heathen devils are tricky, but maybe they can help us.

August 18: Rain dance all night. No rain. I need stronger magic.

August 25: Killed a calf. Called for rain. Stormclouds on the horizon. Gone by evening without rain.

September 3: Rain! Sweet rain. It worked. No price is too high for survival.

September 7: The funeral was a nice little affair.

September 18: One day of rain isn’t enough.

September 21: Rain. I was shaking all night after.

September 27: Rain. God forgive me.

October 1: Rained today. People are saying the town is cursed. I stopped going to the funerals.

October 9: Marlene found out. I don’t know how. Maybe there was a reason we set aside are stepped pyramids and knives. It will rain tomorrow.

Credited to Voidswimmer on Bogleech.