“What in the world are you doing?” Wilfred stood up and dusted off before turning to help Merlin, who was still on the ground. “Honestly old man, I believe all this exertion has gone to your head.”
Merlin pointed past Wilfred into the clearing they had entered. “I think we have found what we are looking for.”
There, surrounded by weeds and rocks, was a small well which, if they were right, held the water of life.