Heat
I can feel the proteins in my body wailing as they are relentlessly twisted into prions.
The sun beats down from directly overhead, mercilessly hunting down and whisking away any water it may find.
Flipflops melt and stick to the black tar, leaving footprints behind as the poor fool has moved on, desperate for shade.
Even the trees barely offer assistance, sacrificing their fragile branches to afford wilting creatures any shelter from the brilliant orb.
Even the wind is demented, rushing back and forth in search of something cool.
Only cinderblocks and concrete can withstand the heat - and even then, just barely.
One assumes that the entire world is at-risk for bursting into flames at any moment.
Plants shrivel, trying to recede into the ground from where they came.
Animals are nowhere to be found, human and non-human alike.
We crawl into holes, climb underground, to sleep and survive the oven outside.
Dust cakes everything - the view is shades of brown.
Tiles radiate our star's energy back so that not even the ground is cool.
Whatever sweat may come is instantly gone, and we are left parched as this lost place itself.
The sun beats down from directly overhead, mercilessly hunting down and whisking away any water it may find.
Flipflops melt and stick to the black tar, leaving footprints behind as the poor fool has moved on, desperate for shade.
Even the trees barely offer assistance, sacrificing their fragile branches to afford wilting creatures any shelter from the brilliant orb.
Even the wind is demented, rushing back and forth in search of something cool.
Only cinderblocks and concrete can withstand the heat - and even then, just barely.
One assumes that the entire world is at-risk for bursting into flames at any moment.
Plants shrivel, trying to recede into the ground from where they came.
Animals are nowhere to be found, human and non-human alike.
We crawl into holes, climb underground, to sleep and survive the oven outside.
Dust cakes everything - the view is shades of brown.
Tiles radiate our star's energy back so that not even the ground is cool.
Whatever sweat may come is instantly gone, and we are left parched as this lost place itself.