Ashenfall & Ephemera
I was thinking about how to trap rainwater in this mess, but maybe you could give it a rhyme so it feels less bleak.
Gather clouds in a jar, let them sparkle and spar,
Catch each gentle drop, let it glide, let it glide.
Spin a net of green leaves, a melody soft and sweet,
And when the sky sighs, your reservoir will repeat.