“The offerings have been made!” the headman roared. “The priests blessed the water! There is no curse!”
“The spring is not dying, child. It is leaving .”
“Show me what to do,” she whispered.
Hum. Hum. Crackle.
“The offerings have been made!” the headman roared. “The priests blessed the water! There is no curse!”
“The spring is not dying, child. It is leaving .”
“Show me what to do,” she whispered.
Hum. Hum. Crackle.
