My story, Spirit Legend, is set in large part on the shore of a very small lake in the wilderness of the north woods in a remote area with no roads that’s not been visited for a thousand years except for beavers and the occasional Native American, leading to the tribal legend of a spirit that lives in the lake.
I love the tiny lakes that dot the forest around here. Some can more aptly be called ponds but others spread across many acres. They are all jewels in the wilderness and sparkle and shine in the sun. Sit beside one for any length of time and feel the tension drain away.
Unless, of course, there’s a spirit that lives in the lake that could be unfriendly. But if that’s the case and you end up stuck on the shore by a rogue storm that destroys all of your camping equipment, you can hope the spirit is friendly after all. And eventually, when it comes out to sing, you’ll find out its true nature.
And if you are lucky, you’ll get out alive.