[ WP ] Describe a magical place . No story , just the scene .

The rotten wooden fence ended where the mossy old stone wall began. At the bottom of the hill the wall tapered to ground level and a small creek flowed through a series of moss and lichen covered rocks. Low trees hung overhead allowing only faint shimmering green light to penetrate to the forest floor. In these beams of light brightly glowing dust and pollen swirled suspended as if in some thick liquid. Butterflies danced across the water drunkenly as dragonflies darted to and fro chasing mosquitoes. The water trickled between the rocks as quick silver fish kicked their tails upstream.
