“The Lake”
“The lake fascinated him. He tasted its water and found it to be delicious, almost too cold to drink, but delicious. The color of the water changed as one approached or distanced oneself from it. From a hundred yards away, its blue was that of a sapphire ring of the highest quality. On its banks, that color changed to porcelain blue or, sometimes, cerulean. Clouds reflected on its surface like strange gossamer fish slowly finning by. The pellucid water allowed him to see far down into what was obviously a very deep lake. He made out fish lazily making their way through the icy waters. And some willowy plants could be seen in the shallower spots near the shore.”