..the forest was dark and still, with a subtle breeze occasionally moving thru the overgrown ferns and ruffling the leaves in the trees.
..stars fading in and out as cloud covers and dissipates.

..fireflys flit in and out between the leaves and vines of the trees, leaving iridescent trails, shivering in the moonlight.
..following the wind towards a dull roar, Neela runs through the dense forest, as silent as a doe who moves gracefully without a sound.

..coming to a halt before the end of the treeline, her eyes are drawn to the apex of the falls...the sound now reverberates through the lucid air. Bio-luminescent stones pepper the bottom of the clear lake, giving off a greenish-blue light.

..the stars twinkle and sing, accompanying the deep drumbeats of the falls.
Neela, spying out her moon-gazing shale rock..peers through the forest, making sure she wasn't followed, walks up to the falls..trailing her fingers across the languid current, letting rivulets of water drip down her fingertips..