As he reached the sixteenth patch—a strange, circular fill-in that looked suspiciously like the base of an old fountain—he noticed something glinting in the mud. He knelt, the cold water soaking through his trousers, and brushed away the silt.
As he reached the sixteenth patch—a strange, circular fill-in that looked suspiciously like the base of an old fountain—he noticed something glinting in the mud. He knelt, the cold water soaking through his trousers, and brushed away the silt.