The Lakes Lyrics Novels & Stories

This is the most beautiful lake I’ve ever seen, and it doesn’t even come close to your beauty. Sleep tight my love. I will be home soon. I felt tears stinging my eyes. Parker was so sweet. I looked at the picture that he sent me and I was in awe at how stunning the lake was. The moon lit up the lake, showing the expansive landscape around it. Even in the night, you could see the beautiful blue hue of the water. Maybe one day, we will be able to see it together.

He couldn't seem to finish the sentence. "Lake, please, let me explain," I begged, reaching for him. "Don't touch me," Lake said, jerking away from my hand like I'd burned him. "Don't—I can't—I need to think." "Lake—"

I cried in the lake because it'd hidden my tears from a cruel world. "They shimmered in the lake, like rare diamonds, tempting me to snatch one to cherish it forever," he murmurs, catching a single tear rolling off my face as I watch him silently. "Y-You don't think it's weak?" I ask, finally holding his intense pale gaze.

"I noticed that when I went swimming yesterday. It's way deeper than it looks." "I saw you swimming yesterday," he said, satisfied when he saw her blush. "And yes, the water is incredibly clear. All these lakes were formed by glaciers, which is why they're so deep. Lake Miranda has some spots that are over two hundred feet deep. And the good thing is, these lakes remain fairly unpolluted. I, for one, would like to keep it that way." Shasta watched him thoughtfully. Blake was clearly passionate about the wilderness that was his home. "It's a beautiful place."