Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Eighty-One

WThe naiads’ pool was quiet and deep, even the feeder waterfall crashing down the mountainside could not disturb the tranquility of the clearing.

It was a place of enchantment. 

A place for lovers. 

A place, it was said, where at least the first child in almost every family was made.

Which made it all the more shocking when they discovered the body of a beautiful nymph in the clear brown water.

Two weeks later a handsome and self-seeking young hunter was found murdered.

The only clue to his fate? 

A hank of wet green hair tied about his throat.

©️jj 2018

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