The stone beneath you is polished almost to a perfect shine. There are few imperfections in the stone here. A sheer cliff of craggy rock rises upward to the east of you, and to the west is a modest body of clear blue water. The loud sound of falling water comes from the north, where you see it landing into the large spring from a height about halfway up the rock face. As your eyes follow the waterfall upward, you see that there is a second waterfall: Directly to the west across the spring is another sheer cliff, and about two-thirds up, a waterfall rushes to a ledge, where the water seems to gather and rush along to the north and then falls rapidly down into the spring. Some overflow streams downward along that western cliff face as the water makes its way northward toward the final fall.