Novel & Cerita Lachrymose Lake

We could turn the Blood Moon pack into a formidable force. Liam, could you wait for me just one more day? I wiped the tears from my eyes as I approached the lake Elena and I agreed to meet at. It’s a beautiful place for my first shift — the lake is clear and blue beneath the moonlit sky, and green grass stretches on as far as the eye can see. But I’m too distraught to really enjoy its beauty.

Dylan also did not hate this attachment of hers, he was always ready to comply with all her requests without refusing one bit. The surface of the lake is calm, with a beautiful blue tint imparted by the clear blue sky above it. The contrast between the clear, innocent blue color of the lake's surface and the deep blackness of the lake's bottom is striking. Fish of all sizes and colors play in the cool water, waging their long multi-colored tails and splashing the water upwards as they swim. A large lake is surrounded by lush green grass. Small flowers are scattered throughout the lawn, providing subtle accents against the lush green backdrop.

He led me across the training grounds, down a hidden path, through a dense forest, until we reached an open valley. In the valley was a crystal-clear lake, its surface as calm as a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains. "The Sacred Moon Lake," Harris explained. "The most sacred place in the Shadow Pack. Legend says the Moon Goddess herself once descended here." "It's beautiful," I marveled. "It can also reveal truths. Put your hand in the water and think about the question you most need an answer to." I knelt by the lake and dipped my hand into the cool water. I closed my eyes. There was only one question in my mind: Where is the Moonstone?

The water seemed to be crystal clear and spring flowers bloomed everywhere around it. “It’s the Silver Lake,” the realization suddenly hit me, even though the lake was not silver at the moment. It was said that the Silver Lake got its name because under the moonlight the water looks like molten silver. There are even some legends saying that the lake has some special magic to it. Duncan went all the way to the water, and his big wolf laid down. I went and stretched out next to him, letting our wolves enjoy each other’s closeness and the warm sunlight.

Lucien helped too by tracking its scent. "This is weird. I can't seem to track its scent." Lucien's eyebrows creased. I stopped in my tracks after he said those. I gasped when I realized something. "Lucien, don't you remember? This is the path to the Mystical Lake. The lake is surrounded by wolfsbane, it must be the reason why your sense of smell has weakened. How about you stay here? It's not good for you to go further." "It's fine, Sissy. We didn't visit the lake earlier so there's no need for us to go further."

And better still, some may neither have at all nor be a carrier. 'Really?' said Eniiyi who had rather been secretly harbouring a wish for siblings. 'Yes, my dear.' 'Is there a cure for it?' she asked hopefully. 'Unfortunately, there is no cure for Triple A Syndrome yet. But Alacrimia can be managed by either applying topical lubricants such as artificial tears or ointments or with a procedure called punctal occlusion. This one closes the tear ducts that drain tears from the eye.' 'Can I do the punctal one?' Eniiyi asked, feeling hopeful again.

We turn at the same time to see Luka stepping out from the forest, his gold-tinted curls blowing about his face, his brown eyes wide with wonder at the sight of the river. He walks past, still not seeing us. Darius and I look at each other, then scramble up to follow him. Luka stops at the top of the river embankment. He passes his hand over his eyes. When he drops his hand again, he opens his eyes and they are a milky grey colour. The glow disappears from the sky and in the darkness a full moon rises. Not just any moon. I recognize this moon. So pale, so clear, it appears as if behind a layer of ice. The first full moon of the new year. The Wolf Moon.

The breeze slipped through his hair. Lilith questioned, "How about it? How about Lava Lake?" Lucian let the wind carry him from his seat to the balcony edge. "Why the hell not?" He agreed. The lake no longer had fire dancing above its bay. The water was steaming, molten orange but that didn't stop Yuhan from surfing. The orange cobble mostly disintegrated into bright orange sand that surrounded the lake. The lava hissed bubbles, shooting the spewing molt a few feet away every time it sizzled.