Sonelle Falls

In a land that cycles between dry and soaking wet, the Sonelle Falls sits in a place of mostly dry. When wet this funnel of rock and incline makes barely a scratch, the water flowing over with such a speed that the frothy churn merely scrapes the bottom of any river born vessel and the rock walls might narrow a little too close on either side. But it is not always wet season, and the falls are not always full.   In the dry, Sonelle falls is a series of rapids carved through the almost black granite of the region, with veins of quartz coming to the surface as jagged tears in the landscape. The falls span a vertical height of no more than 40m, spanning over the near 3 kilometres of river bed, but the greatest drop is only 5 metres across the course. On the driest months, the width of the river passes through a gap no more than 3m across, the power of the river turning the turbulent 'pool' at the bottom of the bend into a frothy danger.

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Those around the falls should have care when climbing the rocks, or the steep sand banks that come up higher into the 'valley', for the stone and sand are uneven and lead to fissures in the land that can twist an ankle or catch a stray arm. The rocks themselves also stay relatively damp from the spray of the falls and can provide a lack of friction if care is not taken. Local children make a habit of trying to jump the narrowest parts of the falls, and various different rudimentary water toys often line the banks showing evidence of communal use.   Local stories suggest that the spirits of fallen children haunt the falls, showing themselves as weird motes of glimmer, shining over the falls as if trying to guide more people into danger so that they get more friends to play with. Though no sign of spirits being a thing has been recorded around these falls.