The silence didn't stay quiet for long. A rhythmic thrum began to vibrate through the floorboards of the boat. It wasn't a sound, really—more like a heartbeat felt in the soles of his feet. Elias looked over the edge.

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.

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.

That Night On The Lake Page

The silence didn't stay quiet for long. A rhythmic thrum began to vibrate through the floorboards of the boat. It wasn't a sound, really—more like a heartbeat felt in the soles of his feet. Elias looked over the edge.

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. That Night on the Lake

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. The silence didn't stay quiet for long

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. Elias looked over the edge