"We call it 憈he Well,'" she said.

At Cyaxares's cue, Justin stepped forward in the late-morning sun. They were on the outer edge of the ruins of Esthean, near one of the walls of the crater. A sparkling waterfall came down nearby-a ribbon of blue stretching all the way from the jungle above to a pool at the crater bottom.

But that wasn't what they'd come to see.

Instead, they stood before an unremarkable hole in the ground. There was no water in this "Well," but ...