Flash Fiction #15

The collection system was working better than expected and the tank had gotten full faster than they hoped.

Water had been the major concern for the last cycle, the surface water wasn’t collecting as the had foolishly thought it would, but the nightly rains were enough to sustain them, so they had rigged up the assortment of parts to create the gathering system, the series of pipes and tube, the large tank to hold it all and a gravitational filtration unit to ensure it was uncontaminated and safe to drink.

Everyone gathered to see the first ceremonial glass poured out…

 

Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.