"They were marked everywhere. Little water labels, showing how high the level of the water was. But they were on bottles. You had to wonder what was wrong with this world. Narn Klunkin looked about. A sad clutter, a diminished little greeting, waiting for him as he arrived at his home. His cave was high, a little on the smaller side, but marred not by the outside aesthetics of obsessiveness and purity. He collapsed into a reedy little armchair and pondered his thoughts. His e