Does it rain?

What was once a well; with rapid, gurgling, and consistent flow has dried up. What was once flowing with such ebb and flow has become stagnant. Have the clouds drifted on to other areas? Does a drout persist here? The coffers run deep but ours is a town that rally for freshness when source is unknown. The excitement of the mystery makes the water that much sweeter but tragedy befalls them. They will wait again in dormancy. They will wait as the gods, deities, scientific phenomenon or whomever is responsible for that kind of thing see it befit to spring forth anew. They will wait with knowledge of the"good times", the bountiful harvest.