Waterborne

Depending on one's perspective, it was either good luck or bad luck that we had to fly around instead of over what was once an internationally renowned school.

Now it was the heart of ground zero in a war zone, and it was not going well. It was clearly visible from the air how the enemy had grown in strength. The initial perimeter was around a single large building pushed back to include outdoor sports courts. Then it was expanded yet again and again to encompass the administration block and then the hostels.

The perimeter had been growing as something biological; something organic was growing out of the windows, climbing the walls, and spreading across the roof. Heavily veined, some of the tendrils seemed to have an amber glow trailing through them. The growths expanded and contracted following some chaotic pulsing rhythm all its own.