Madley Biguing Site

Arthur looked back at the bog, the sun setting behind the silhouettes of the old brick chimneys. The treasure wasn't something he could spend, but as he turned the first fragile page, he realized he had found something far more permanent. He had found the beginning of everyone who lived there.

But today was different. The summer had been brutal, and the water levels had receded to depths no one in the village had seen in a century. As Arthur looked out, a strange shape broke the surface. It wasn't the jagged edge of a discarded machine. It was smooth, dark, and perfectly rectangular. Madley Biguing

Is there a specific or a different place name you were thinking of? I’d be happy to tailor the story if you have more details! Arthur looked back at the bog, the sun