Nightingale Enters the Lake

8 0 0
                                    


The writer went into the Lake. Banished the Dark Presence. Taken still lurked in the current pulled back those with darkness inside. Into the lake. Nightingale was there. One of them. The Dark Presence. Jagger, had taken him. The witch had stolen his heart.

    They sank beneath the waves. The Dark Place. Wandering in the shadows. Muttering to themselves. "It's dark. I'm lost. Where am I? Who am I? I can't remember. It's cold. Premium cabins for rent in Bright Falls. Who said that? Can you hear me? I need help. Please. Stop this. What did I do? You must dig it out."

    Their shapes shifted. Echoes of the writer's dreams. Fading in. Fading out. The next story, and the story after that. The writer was writing again.

Return - By Alan WakeWhere stories live. Discover now