Elf

There was a girl, sitting by herself on a ledge by the river wearing a scruffy school uniform with a sort of degraded elegance. She swirled the stick in her hand around in the water in front of her whilst staring into the depths of the whirlpool, created by the crashing water of the waterfall. She could hear her friends behing her messing about, they're shouts echoing around the clearing. She didn't like their games, full of running and yelling and childish nonsense.