Lachrymose Lake Novels & Stories

I announced, turning the car off and meeting all the kids' eyes. "Where is this?" Leah asked eyeing the lake and the flowers with a confused look. "It looks kind of familiar." "It should." I said simply getting out the car and stretching. In front of us was Ozmit Lake, the very same lake where the Lycan Warriors performed mourning rituals. Even though the twins were too young to remember it, Leah wasn’t. This was the lake that my parents were sent afloat on and burned after they were killed. This was somewhat of a sacred place and the perfect place for a peaceful picnic.

A gentle breeze stirred the leaves, sending them drifting down in a lazy dance, carpeting the ground in a golden and orange mosaic. The earthy scent of decaying leaves rose with each step, mingled with a hint of something else, something watery. "There's a small stream just over that rise," I said, turning to Killian and pointing towards a slight incline in the path. "It feeds into the river. If you follow it for a few miles, you'll reach our lake. It's not huge, but big enough for swimming and fishing in the summer. And there's a waterfall, think you mentioned it yesterday, but it's a bit tricky to get to because of the ravines. I wouldn't recommend going there alone. Wolves have fallen and

Lycan straighten up and turns to Maynard. " The land which the elves has occupied, is there any lake around there? " " Yeah. The large one. I guess that is where all the waters in woodland comes from. What are you suggestion? " " King Frey must have contaminated the water " " But Lycan we have a lake on the cave too " I said but my husband replied. " The lake is mysterious. It is built by the moon goddess for me specially. It flows from nowhere and goes off to where I couldn't get "

He didn't know what awaited him at the end of the hall, but armed with a torch in one hand and a sword in the other, Lycus continued onward. In the interior of the cave, there was a lake filled with silvery white water. The water was so clear that Lycus could see the bottom of the lake. In the middle of the lake, there was an enormous crystal resembling a giant white heart. It seemed that the crystal was what made the lake water so believable and had strong energy. Around the Crystal were silver, green, red dragon Crystals at the bottom of the lake. The small Mana tree lived and grew rooted at the lake's bottom, with a few of its leaves rising above the water's surface.

Sienna gasped, her breath catching in her throat as the landscape opened up before them. They stood at the edge of a massive, caldera-like basin. Nestled within the bowl of the mountains was the Lake of Reflections. Unlike the Whispering Lake, which was surrounded by moss and moving currents, this body of water was perfectly, impossibly still. It was a flawless, unbroken mirror of liquid obsidian, reflecting the massive full moon and the thousands of stars with such absolute clarity that it was impossible to tell where the water ended and the sky began. "The elders used to say that the Goddess drank from this lake when the world was first forged," Aria whispered, her voice echoing perfectly

I ran with everything I had, the tears blurring my vision but I didn't need to see properly to know where I was going. I stopped by a lake after I had run for about twenty minutes. I sat heavily on my usual spot, a small log of wood just a few meters from the lake. The lake is called the Crystal lake because of its clearness and the serenity it gives to the environment. The crystal lake is just a few miles from the pack and it is my escape from the world and my sorrowful life.

Erys replied. "Hell is weird," Kira and I said. I leaned over the lake. "You can see your reflection. It's called Crystaline Lake because any type of rock you put in comes out a crystalized mineral in a week. Go ahead, pick a rock, scratch your initial in it, plop it in the lake and we'll come back in a week for the crystals. Don't worry, no one will steal anything. Crime is non-existent here." I waited for everyone to pick a rock and plop it in. "Would you like to see the meadows, forest or mountains next?"

“Heartbreaking.” “Absolutely tragic,” Vanessa murmured, barely hiding her grin. My dad did the same, but they both ended up snickering. Dad really loves vanessa. But how could he not? “You should see the lake too,” I added. “Silver Lake. It’s up in the north part of the property, past the tree line. Real peaceful this time of year. Water’s still as glass.” “That sounds incredible,” Macey said. “Do people swim in it?” “In summer. It’s cold as sin right now even though there’s no snow.”

There was a trace of disappointment in Dane’s eyes. I smiled faintly. “It’s really nothing. Are you free tonight? Let’s have dinner.” I invited Dane out, successfully changing the subject. “Sure.” Moon Lake was on the outskirts of Los Angeles, nestled deep in the valley, surrounded by lush green hills and the sound of birdsong. The scenery was picturesque and tranquil. During a full moon, the moon’s reflection covered the entire lake, which is how it got its name. I picked a quiet grove by the lake. “The view’s nice here. Let’s start.”

By then, the Luna got to see the view of the lake. Located deep in the East of the small valley, there was an emerald green lake. Surrounded by gentler slopes the lake was not that large, but it was decent. Turn out, the gurgling sound they had heard before was echoed from the small waterfall on one side of the lake. Sunlight reflected itself on the surface of the lake, making the lake’s surface look like it was encrusted with diamonds. The most sparkling diamonds of all time. The sight was beautiful, to say the least.