A Grateful Dip

I sensed the rising steam as I began my descent on the winding mountain road, wondering if I had reached the right destination. My scanners picked up lush vegetation and clear water trickling down the meandering path ahead. I reached the peaceful pool surrounded by rocks and trees, the hot, healing water enveloping my metal body. The locals call it Magic Springs, attributing mystical powers to the waters. While I am incapable of feeling gratitude, I was impressed by the warmth and companionship of humans who often visit this hidden gem.