the cloacked figure would kneel beside the pond and with shaking hands dip them in the water and proseded to bring it to his mouth though by the time it reached his lips most of the water had sliped through his hands.
After bit he’d look to his surroundings, the sound of cool clean water flowed down the small water fall before splitting to the right and left and then again descanting into a small pool that contained a verity of fish that would swim through the ever winding roots of the large tree that seemed to be growing in the mitts of the pond. The tree’s branches were a deep set brown and full of fresh vegetation. The now noon high sun would reflect off the crystalline water allowing one to see under water vegetation and rocky under see bed. –