© Johannes Evans 2019

The brook babbled quietly, the water flowing with an almost musical tinkle of sound. It complimented the gentle rustle of leaves above, as well as the pretty song of the closest birds. It fed into a large pond, clear and clean. At its side there was little plant life, though on the small island in the centre — barely two metres in diameter — flowers bloomed in the ground and berry bushes were thick and leafy. The fruit there grew ripe, rich in…