In this chapter... I saw myself upon a structure that some what resembles a well.
I went forth...dropped a coin... to make a wish upon the sound of a splash.
Nothing was heard.
I dropped another coin.
Not an echo. Neither a resonance of some sort.
Unwilling to admit defeat... I went to gather a bag full of coins. Upon return, launching hands full after hands full of coins into the well. Still... not a sound returned.
Even an empty well would have generated some form of noise from the coins thrown in earlier.
Occasionally vague noises were heard... perhaps it was a gush of wind, or the waving branches nearby... or the heart just wants to hear what it wants to hear.
It was never the well.
The bag filled with coins earlier are now 3/4 empty. The well still silent.
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