He was unsure how the oasis could exist in this barren place. And yet here it was, green and blue resplendence abutting the otherwise muted landscape.
From where did this pond get its water—this water feeding the trees and critters humming around? It never rained, and there was no spring. This, he thought, must be a gift sent from the heavens.
Deciding to stay here, he dug himself a small hole in which he could sleep. As his eyes closed, the ground around him began to constrict, to absorb, and the level of the pond rose ever so slightly.
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