"The Well at Sky Village"
New Myth from RCN
Long ago, Sky Village in the land of the Dust Plains, had forgotten the song of rain. Families carried jars across miles of cracked earth, and their hopes were thin as the air. One moonless night, a circle of neighbors gathered around a single candle and vowed to dig a well - not for one house, but for all.
The first shovel struck stone, and despair whispered that the earth itself refused them. But they remembered their promise: care for the earth, care for the people, share the surplus. So they worked together - elders and children, builders and dreamers - lifting rocks, singing work songs, and mapping the flow of ancient water.
After many days, the ground trembled. A cool breath rose from below, and water burst forth like the memory of the first rains. The Sky Village people danced, drenched in joy. When others from dry valleys came seeking water, they were taught to read the land, to plant trees where roots might guide the flow, and to dig their own wells with many hands. In this way, the Dust Plains became a living network of green - a resilient community woven by care.
And they still say: water is life, but cooperation is how life endures.
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