It had been a long time since she'd last visited lost lake. Having talked about it with Aleister had left her wanting to visit again. Who knew maybe she'd come across the dark agouti man again or perhaps the one that was in charge. At least that was what the crow assumed he'd meant.
She'd left riddle heights disappointed at not having found anything of interest. She hoped the mysterious lake would bring her more luck. Perhaps she might find a place to rest for a few days. It wasn't easy traipsing through the snow in her condition.
Oksana had considered many places to visit. Her mother had made sure to visit them all. She remembered a place called Willow Ridge. A pack was there so she thought she might check it out.
It was early morning when Oksana arrived at the lake. It had been planned perfectly really. The steam came off the lake just as she remembered. Across the pebbled shore she limped until she reached the waters edge. There she sat back on her haunches to look out across the water for a bit. It really was magical.
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