The Well

by Brad Beals

Once upon a time, in the land of the Great King, there lived a well, a very old, very tired well. In the morning of each day, when the sun had climbed up from the trees in the east, a snake would come and warm himself on the well's stones. In the afternoon, a bird would come to bathe in the well's bucket, perching on its edge while his feathers dried. And every evening the lady of the farm would come to draw the well's water for her pigs, because the water in this well was good for nothing else...

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