There is a little pool of light, clear cool water deep within the forest.
After a good long while in the house in the woods waiting for the man to say something, anything — the man told the girl about it. He said she had been there before. She was confused by this. How could she have been a place she didn’t even remember? Clearly he didn’t know anything. At least not about her.
She didn’t say anything though. She only sat and listened as he said this.
He watched her.
“I want you to find it.”
She was taken aback.
“But why should I listen to you?”
“You don’t have to.”
The girl thought about it a long time.
She was still turning it over in her head the next morning as she watched the water cascade over rocks and boulders in its path. She thought maybe if she sat by the water’s edge maybe just maybe it could point her in the right direction.
And so she waited and watched the stream move on.