This week I want you to write about what lays behind a waterfall.
There’s a young water nymph washing her hair in the fine watery mists behind the waterfall. Her long black silken hair along with her beauty holds me transfixed. I watch as she delicately rinses her tresses. She looks my way. Inquisitive eyes locked together. But screams vtyw#*szd. Predator. She then instantly vanishes.
Written for: http://sachablack.co.uk/2017/12/06/writespiration-144-52-weeks-in-52-words-week-49/
Morpethroad 
She knows a peeping Tom when she sees one! 🤪
True
End of a dream 🙂
Love it!!!!
Thank you
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