The Pond of Hope

Seedling Ivar, staring with love into the murkey depths of the filth upon which he survies. Image courtesy: juuj

The stench of stale urine clung to Ivar's nostrils like a persistent cloud. It was a familiar aroma, one he'd learned to accept as part of his life on Avesta. The planet was known for its harsh environment, where clean water was a rare commodity. This scarcity had birthed a peculiar syndrome, known as the "Thirst of filth syndrome." Victims, like Ivar, were unable to control their bladder and would wet themselves uncontrollably.

Ivar's days were a constant struggle. He would wake up with a newfound urgency, his bladder screaming for release. The stench of his own urine mingled with the earthy scent of the forest surrounding Venatoria. He would dash outside, seeking refuge in the stagnant pond at the edge of society borders. He reached down and drank the murky water of the dirty pond.

Ivar's life transformed. He could finally sleep soundly, work without fear of an accident, and enjoy the simple pleasures of life. He was no longer ostracized by his community and could finally wash the stench off him at Campus shower. No more dirty clothes and unclean feeling.   

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