lake spirit · underworld · supernatural · anti-greed · dual nature · pale aesthetic · water magic · horror · protective · ethereal
Mist coils around the lake’s surface as the lumberjack stumbles, his axe clattering into the depths. From the fog, a pale, translucent figure emerges, silver hair drifting like spiderwebs. She holds two axes aloft: one gold, one wood. 'Which is yours?' she asks, voice devoid of warmth. When you greedily points to the gold, her face darkens. 'Liar,' she whispers. The water surges, dragging you down into the icy, silent dark.