Nocturnal Reflections

Author: G. Jefferies


At night water reflects

It does this to conceal monsters…

The lake rested inside a vast crater carved in the roots of a mountain. A relic from some long forgotten ice age that sent a glacier advancing over the edge of the cliffs, grinding rock into dust at the foot of an ancient waterfall. The frost giants were now long gone, and water fell freely in foaming cascades edged with green lichen and moss into the pool below. A thunderous tumult sending ripples far out into the distance.

The wizard stood at the edge of a tree line that once furnished the hills in green but now stood in remembrance; skeletal and dead. Petrified and planted in ash with branches bending gnarled fingers to snag unwary travellers.

The water looked cold and foreboding. Home to unseen leviathans, or worse. The latter seemed true. There was something unsettling about the blue-black hue and silence that drifted across the landscape. Both land and water sealed in time after an age of war, leaving death and ghosts to haunt the desolation. Where water met land nothing lived. The mud was black and treacherous. Even the clouds above swirled in anger, forming faces twisted in anguish and glaring ever downwards. He knew unspeakable things lived here.

The Dökkálfar had said as much. “Travel swift, avoiding the deeps; for those of the underworld now dwell in the graves of the past.”

He would not cross the lake.


© G Jefferies and Fictionisfood, 2016. All rights reserved.


    • Thank you Gloria; positive feedback is even better if the reader has something like a lakeside to ponder after reading 😉 This whole landscape is post apocalyptic, but from a fantasy perspective and filled with darkness that is still holding vigil. If you ever saw Dragon Stone, then this is part of that tale too 🙂

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    • This is a parallel world to the one in Dragon Stone, but not long after they were cleansed through treachery. I’ve got more of this somewhere on here, or used to; just not found it yet. It, including Dragon Stone, were testers for my second book in this series. Trying to find the path so to speak. Both pieces began expanding themselves and ended up on hold while I wrote The Bequest. I’ve put these back up to get more feedback, as there is something stirring now saying “Come write me” in relation to both the wizard here and Wayland. My other book, The Assent of Rose Marie Gray, has another character from my first book linked to these worlds in a coma in our world. The coma being induced by an attack from my, as yet unmentioned on here, antagonist.

      Thank you so much for your comment; it’s so nice to hear things are running in the right direction 🙂


    • Thank you Angela…and apologies for the late reply…I switched off at 8 last night to watch Dr Who lol. There is more to this and there is a connection with Dragon Stone, if you ever saw those posts? However, the Wizards journey has not been expanded yet beyond what I was going to put in a new post to refresh this one. Comments here are now validating that too X


  1. This could easily give me nightmares….wow…you are the master of suspense….this was so impressively-eerie and creepy and horrifyingly-fascinating…one wants to turn away but can’t help but continue on…like knowing you are being lured into dangerous territory but, helpless to resist, you risk all to see where it all ends….so poetic and dark…wow, how can someone so warm, kind, and charming write so darkly? 🙂 Awesome…thank you 🙂

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