A cold lake, something stirs beneath
10-15-2018, 02:42 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-03-2018, 07:42 PM by Vancho1.)
In her uncertainty over where to go, the mare directs Imogen down to the path and towards the ridge. The path cuts through the trees and Imogen can't help but shiver. Something about their trunks seems more alive than anything she's seen before. At the top of the ridge, the trees clear, allowing her to see out into the forest. Ahead the path continues past a small lake and towards a cluster of buildings in the distance. She can't tell what they're for, but they look inhabited, judging by the plume of smoke coming from one of their chimneys. Imogen can't scrutinize them for too long as the mare continues down towards the lake.
Her horse stops at the lake which despite the cold seems not to have frozen over. The water has a strange, shimmering quality to it, and her mare snorts as she bends down to drink. She seems to not want to budge, even when Imogen nudges her in the side. Sighing, she dismounts and brushes the snow off of a log, waiting for the horse to finish drinking. As she sits, Imogen notices movement in the water - something stirs below the surface.
Her horse stops at the lake which despite the cold seems not to have frozen over. The water has a strange, shimmering quality to it, and her mare snorts as she bends down to drink. She seems to not want to budge, even when Imogen nudges her in the side. Sighing, she dismounts and brushes the snow off of a log, waiting for the horse to finish drinking. As she sits, Imogen notices movement in the water - something stirs below the surface.