Mokovu walked along the lake as the sky reflected it's emptiness onto it's surface. Not a star was seen in the night and the thick clouds only let the moon peek out a little here and there. It was so eerie but so beautiful in such a haunting way. Even the shadows seemed to dance as he walked along and the wind whistled through the trees.
Mokovu looked down into the lake and saw his own reflection glowing back at him, he almost looked like a ghost. He backed away from the reflection and looked about for a place to rest. He spotted a nice thick patch of grass below a tree with low hanging branches. He walked over and took his place underneath it. He sighed as he closed hos eyes briefly only to reopen them to the same scenery. It was dark but so peaceful, he listened to the sound of the wind as it pushed through the trees. Even the grass blades were swaying as though dancing with the wind.
