The week passed by so quickly that the Goldsmith had to ask a local what day it was. All the excitement of preparing for a possible exploration on the river bed sent a buzz throughout the whole village. Helpful hands would show up here and there offering their meager supplies. “As it stands, ” Goldsmith commented to a local, who now regularly showed up to join him at his table at Mammy’s....

The old familiar smell of earth, mixed with wet rock brought back memories to the Goldsmith of his Grandfather's mines. He felt the same feeling of fleeting panic, as the dark pathway encompassed the two strangers; he drew a deep breath. He never did like these musty, dark holes that could cave in on you at any given moment. "Such faith we have for something better" he thought to himself. The...

The mine being a few miles out of town and down near the clean cool waters of the river meant when he reached it, Goldsmith found himself quite thirsty and ready for a break. The front of the mine could be seen, a shabby old wooden opening. A mine worker had been alerted to meet him there and was waiting as he sized up the new comer as he arrived. "Would this river be clean enough to catch myself...

Before his death, Goldsmith's Grandfather had passed down the legend to his Grandson, many years ago. He lovingly handed him the generous gift; the highly sought after gem he now carried.Many attempts to burry this legend had come and gone and only a few had the secret embedded in their hearts.Legend had it that there was still to discover one stone, larger than any ever found, one stone with...

Dawn now in full bloom, proved the suns morning light as beams broke into the long await for the new day.The Goldsmith, now hungry decided to see if he could find himself something to eat. He dressed readily and opened the door of his small cabin to see the morning beams basking the small village. Old, unfinished houses, small wooden shacks lined the narrow streets. His cabin on the outskirts of...