The whispering pool

The desert heat presses down on wary travelers that cross the burning sands, but for some there awaits an unexpected encounter, . Out of nowhere it seems an oasis appears at the horizon, a welcome splash of green and blue against the monotonous expanse of sand. But the pool at its heart murmurs with whispers, its waters filled with half-truths and tempting illusions. A shimmering figure, a water genie, its form wavering like heat haze, offers a single wish as a price. To earn it, a pilgrim must separate truth from the pool's deceptive whispers, sifting through the lies to find the one single truth hidden within. Failure means the oasis vanishes without a trace, like a cruel trick of the light, leaving the parched seeker stranded in the scorching sun.
The whispers themselves hold clues, riddles, perhaps even hints about a wanderer's path, fragments of forgotten lore or prophecies yet to unfold.