Chapter 23
Chapter 23
She wanted to grumble, but she had no choice at this point. She had to fetch the water in order to
have her shower. After Roxanne went back to her room to change into something more winter friendly,
she took the bucket and pail, travelling to the front of the cottage, and then outside. She looked around
and finally spotted the place her grandmother described to be the location of the well. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
It had a bricklayer, and it was only a metre tall at most. Roxanne looked at the cover, it was made
of some sort of metal looking material, though when she touched it, for some odd reason it wasn’t cold.
Considering the weather condition around her, that was indeed a surprise to her.
She felt a tinge of curiosity, so she decided to check out just how deep the well was. One look
made her almost regret that decision as a sudden chill was sent down her spine. The bottom was
almost non visible as the hole extended deep down that it felt unreal. She quickly took a step back,
moving away from the well which seemed to be calling for her to enter within. Shaking her head
vehemently, she picked up the pail and decided to conclude her business there.
She lowered the pail and dropped it slowly, holding onto the long rope as it descended steadily,
until it made contact with the water. After waiting for the pail to get filled up, she pulled it back up and
the contents she drew surprised her.
“T-This is…” She muttered to herself.
It was warm water. It was so unbelievable that she poured some on her body and realised that it
was the real deal. The water wasn’t affected by the cold at all. She held onto the pail and poured the
remaining contents of water into the bucket she had placed on the ground. After repeating this process
for a while, the bucket became full and she closed the well back, still fascinated by the odd temperature
of the metal substance.
Roxanne hurried back Into the hut to find her grandmother seated on the chair, one coffee in hand
while hers was on the table, simmering hot. Roxanne frowned a bit as she watched Linda take sips of
coffee while she was still recoiling from the experience she had outside.
“I’d hurry with that if I were you. The water gets cold easily, so you should hurry and take your bath
before that happens” Linda said, sipping more of the black liquid.
“And what if it gets cold?” Roxanne asked.
Linda smiled.
“It’s simple. You go fetch another batch” She said.
“Whaaaat?! This woman is crazy!” Roxanne thought to herself.
She was wrong, but it was too late to turn back at this point since she had gotten to the point of no
return.
She hurried carried the bucket and dashed straight for the bathroom, quickly undressing herself as
she closed the door and locked it. Linda chuckled as she saw this.
“Ah, what a sight!” She mused.