Cheonjiyeon Falls, Jeju Island, South Korea.
“And so the Dragon waited silently. He watched the ripples, like the passing of time itself, and occasionally caught the sight of a fallen leaf above him. He spoke to no-one. Not even the cold lifeless fish. He could smell them above. Their stench was tremendous. It smelt of spoilt milk and greed. It had smelt like that for a long time.”