Every Thursday, Sue Vincent publishes one of her photos as a writing prompt.
Today’s is enchanting.
It was a magical place.
The gentle tinkling of laughter could be mistaken for the cascading water as it fell from the higher levels to the rocky platforms below.
The nymphs would come here to bathe, spreading their wings to dry as they stretched under the sun, their silken hair caressing the breeze.
If you looked closely, you could see tiny creatures dancing on the stones to the rhythm of their playful splashes.
The colours of the rainbow illuminated Nature’s bathroom, creating prisms in the waterfall.
Man had no place here, save in their imagination.