The Lakes Lyrics Novels & Stories

Minutes passed hours passed Now it was the break of dawn The lake in front of me felt so peaceful I wish I deserved the same peace My feet started moving towards the water It felt like the lake was calling for me Asking me to touch and feel it's serenity As me body entered the cold water my disturbed mind calmed down It's coldness made me numb Anf it felt good Like I was finally getting punished for what I did to her I stepped further Slowly I felt my face going underwater There was a heaviness under the water My eyes body all felt heavy

I almost didn’t recognize the person looking back—eyes hollow, cheeks pale, lips trembling from more than just the cold. He had taken something from me, something I couldn’t name. My strength? My freedom? Or maybe just my ability to trust myself. Whatever it was, I could no longer care. I crouched to my knees at the lake’s edge. My fingers curled into fists, clenching snow and dirt like they could somehow ground me. “I hate you,” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure if I was speaking to him or myself. My gaze locked on the lake. It was beautiful but dangerous like a paradox in plain sight. Smooth and still, yet hiding depths that could kill. It reminded me of him. He was the ice—silent and allu

A place where dreams took flight. As I approached the clearing, the glimmering water emerged like a liquid mirror, reflecting the celestial ballet above. A gentle breeze played with the tendrils of my hair as I gazed upon the sacred lake. In my hand, a solitary candle flickered, its flame a dance partner to the moonlit ripples below. "Why did you call me here?" A voice whispered from behind me, as a hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me back against his firm chest, just as his other hand reached forward to shield the candle flames from the soft chilly winds of the night. "What's so special about this lake?"

The crimson-stained lake slowly transformed, its red hue lightening into soft pink. “Iris… come, baby,” Dark called. From beneath, a little girl rose from the waters, her smile radiant like a goddess. “It’s time to let me take care of my people,” Iris smirked. They watched as the lake’s waters surged, overflowing yet sparing Dark and the others. “No… no, this can’t be. We can’t lose!” Clair screamed, but it was too late. The Lakes were rising, and nothing could stop them now.

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.

It gestured with a claw toward the dark, still lake. The water here does not forget. It remembers every tear shed in this place, every word spoken in treaty. It is a mirror of truth. To hear the blood’s memory, you must look into the water. Together. You must be willing to see not just the past, but the shape of the promise. It will show you the cost of mending it. Elidra looked at the lake. It looked back, dark and deep and knowing. “What cost?” Cassian asked, his voice tight.

"The canyon to the north is a maze of temporal recursion. To the south, the realm of the Color-Eater. This is the only passable route." "Then we cross," I said. He turned to look at me, his storm-grey eyes filled with a complex turmoil I no longer had the energy to decipher. "Sze, the stories say the lake preys on strong emotions, on the attachments that define a soul. It will attack the very core of what we are." What we are. The words hung in the air, a testament to what was already broken. "Then it will find little of value in me," I replied, my tone as flat and empty as the lake's surface.

“Our first song is dedicated to the beautiful girl over there, Maverick.” “Who the fuck dedicated that song for you?” Startling, my head snapped at angry Lake. I didn’t even know how he got in there, but he was already standing before the counter. “I don’t know.” His stare was with me as he and Linden shook hands and did a brotherly hug. “Calm down, lover boy.” Linden patted his shoulder. I offered him a drink and took it right away. “Thank you.” “For what?” “For boosting up the costumers.” I smiled gratefully.

"I get high to leave all these problems on the ground Then to my surprise, they're right there when I come back down I do it like I've done before, a million times A million and one, and I lose my mind Save me from myself" The lyrics did sound quite familiar like a certain someone's situation. Next to him, Leah looked up at Jake and smiled. "Jay sings beautiful." "You think so?" "Mhm." Leah nodded, that adorable smile still on her face that made people want to squeeze and pinch those puffy rosy cheeks.

“Your pain will be eased.” I looked at him with curiosity, even more enchanted by his presence as we approached the 'Lake of the Lunar Goddess.' The lake, surrounded by tall rocks and ancient trees, was a sanctuary of tranquility. As we got closer, the soft murmur of the water seemed like a secret whispered by the moon goddess, full of love and magic. The moon, partially hidden in the shadows, was about to plunge into a total eclipse, casting a silver light that bathed the landscape, giving it an ethereal glow. The Lake of the Lunar Goddess was a calm and crystal-clear body of water with a magical temperature that provided heavenly comfort, like a warm embrace. The Alpha carefully set me dow