That Night On The Lake Online

The moonlight didn’t just reflect off Blackwood Lake; it seemed to sink into it, turning the water into a sheet of cold, hammered silver.

Elias reached out, his hand trembling. As his finger brushed the cold, vertical wall of water, the humming stopped. The pillar collapsed instantly, a heavy splash drenching him to the bone. That Night on the Lake

When the spray cleared, the lake was flat again. The watch was gone. The moonlight was just moonlight. Elias looked at his hand; the tip of his index finger was glowing with a faint, silver shimmer that wouldn't wash off. The moonlight didn’t just reflect off Blackwood Lake;