#Shadow Lake

[orofeaiel]

Shadow Lake

[spinus-pinus]

Shadow Lake

7/22/2022 Sierra National Forest, California

[lunarcovehq]

Dhruv Mehta is a werewolf that currently resides in Shadow Lake and has been a Lunar Cove resident for 1.5 months.

ITS THE END OF THE WORLD

GENDER/PRONOUNS: CIS Male, He/Him

DATE OF BIRTH: May 28, 1989

OCCUPATION: Scientist at K Labs

FACECLAIM: Dev Patel

AS WE KNOW IT, AND I FEEL FINE

SPECIES: Werewolf

WOLF CLASSIFICATION: Omega

PACK AFFILIATION: Member

WELCOME TO LUNAR COVE, DHRUV MEHTA

Trigger Warning: Death

If you could ask God a question, what would it be?

Such a thing should not have made the boy think, facts and figures was what he knew to be true not prayers and wishes, yet hands clasped and staring at the image adorned with flowers, there were many things he wanted to ask for, wish for, though what could be granted? It was one thing to be born human and another thing entirely to feel human. 

Life had been strange in a strange sort of way, powerless yet surrounded by power, strange in a curious way, eager to know, eager to want, but that wish could not be granted no matter the prayer. A child born from a union of a human and witch had a chance of having powers, but when Dhruv did not grow into any he swore there was a sigh of relief from his mother, it was easier she said, safer, the world is dangerous for people of that kind. Questions on why ended with explanations that could not satiate the boy’s inquisitive mind, why nots were met with shrugs, and the ones that were answered did not contain the level of detail Dhruv required and thus began the journey of discovery — why were things the way they were?  

You never quite forget your first punnett square. The moment Dhruv came to what that was and how genetics influenced the way people received certain traits he ran to his parents, eyes wide thinking he had cracked the code – in a way he had, but in many other ways he had not. Not born within the miraged safety of Lunar Cove, he automatically became an outsider but also a secret keeper of sorts, an entirely different world confined and existed outside of the London he grew up in to which he was whisked away at a young age, yet it could not have been all that different could it? His cousin spoke of the same things, of friends and school, of hobbies and interests, he could relate yet those friends were magical while his weren’t, he was not being taught power control, there was no way he could understand when Mason talked about such things being hard work chances for him ever getting to experience that only squashed further and further as he aged.

Sensing Dhruv’s forlorn state after those phone calls, his father imparted a simple statement that embedded itself into his heart and soul; ‘somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known’ and it was go from there. Everything held a new-found beauty, every theorem, every subatomic particle, all the principles he studied contained a rightness and the knowledge only added to the excitement and the awe. Bright, gifted kid turned into a confident, genius man with achievements and degrees under his belt before his peers. He did not need to have eidetic memory like his father to state complex physics formulas at the drop of a hat, they took practice, yes, but paved way for a slight arrogance that developed over time with every correct answer. He was self-assured, one could try to disprove his statements but Dhruv’s mind grew to be like a spreadsheet, data accessible almost instantaneously, and he only strengthened that. Always pushing on the why, on that thirst to discover something, if not within himself then at least with the world he knew and grew up in. He may not understand magic but Science and Mathematics held answers and provided rational explanations for things,the why and how, they were constant and consistent and Dhruv knew, one day, he’d have all the answers.

Time moved and so did he. Family, friends, education, Dhruv fell into a steady flow but of course, as clever as he was known to be, he couldn’t possibly predict all things. A held gaze across the bar sparked a new kind of curiosity, a drink and a conversation later he realised he did not have all the answers yet, that there could be joy in figuring out something together. Chemistry was one of his favourite branches of science, the study of matter, but what truly mattered? What possibly existed beyond the composition and structure of elements? This. Chemistry was in the ebb and flow of easy conversation, in the sparkles of laughter mixed with soft smiles, Dhruv did not need to be a genius to figure this was something good. Numbers were exchanged and dates were set, and it continued to be good. Perhaps he had made a mistake to pray this would last, to wish for more sunsets and something more because he couldn’t have expected this. A seemingly ordinary day should not have been a cause for concern, but the note held little answers, the unanswered texts and phone calls that only grew in number were effort exerted in a futile way. He did not know what drove them away but it festered as something bitter within him. But time moved and so did he.

Lunar Cove had not been on the radar, in fact, he desire to step foot in that town had waned to a negligible thing, but his parents who had moved to the town a long while ago, wished for their son to join them, figuring with all the chances the outside world had to offer were taken and experienced it was time to come home. True home. Dhruv could’ve argued, and he had a little, there was so much more he could not be confined in that magical barrier but soon grew weary listening to their lectures and with a recent heartbreak that had yet to heal, he agreed.

Dhruv could study life down to the exact atom, life, however, as he had and would continue to soon discover could not be confined to the nucleus of a man and his strive for that something else, life weaved and danced to its own beat that could not be quantified. Song Seo-Joon’s arrival into his life was met with some hesitancy, and that reflected in Seo-Joon too, but the pair struck a chord despite nothing pointing to a friendship working out, it did. They talked about things, bonded on the feeling of not having magic, and Dhruv obviously subjected his friend to his rambles about theories and experiments. It was one such night, where he finished up on work, while Seo-Joon waited, that things in his life shifted again. Except the moments that define lives aren't always obvious, they don’t always scream wolf in the piercing of a needle into skin. But that’s what happened. A careless slip and a careful catch, their lives forever changed yet it was Dhruv’s heart that beat in quiet fear over their discovery, one that would have no choice but to mask as excitement. Everything forward and backwards read entirely new. Genetic structure altered to fit in this new form. Starting into a mirror, the silhouette reflected a similar, recognisable curious glance that a human once wore, but who was he now? A man, but not human, not entirely. What was he? A wolf? Could he claim to be one? The prodding uncovered one only thing: he was something strange and unnatural — he was an experiment.

Gravitational acceleration is a known constant, the mass of the action could be gauged, could he then use it to calculate the weight of a lost future?

They bent the truth but they had not failed, not entirely, a loss led to a breakthrough and cover-ups that followed made way for accolades and awards, still, an ache burned deep, this could've been something to celebrate, to smile and accept the congratulations and though those were done, it felt different from his expectations. He had an answer to something, yet it did not feel correct, he did not feel correct. Utterly lost even though there was more that could be studied, more that could be attained, Dhruv retreated into himself in the following weeks, mood worsening to be told by the Song family that Seo-Joon seemed to have skipped town. That wasn't like him, but not finding the man anywhere and texts being ignored there wasn’t much he could do. Life was just funny that way.

He stayed in Lunar Cove for a while with K labs taking research projects that he could, and joined the pack too, to have some sort of aid for this new form of his, but adjusting was tough, and tougher still was dealing with the Alpha. Nico, while goodhearted, did not, in his opinion, know what he was doing. There was care and acceptance but in the constant onslaught of unimaginable horrors, Nico’s attitude rubbed him wrong. It was one thing to want to protect everyone, a good trait one could possess, yet to only care for a select when the pack was supposedly family? Dhruv couldn’t see any bit of logic to that. A good man did not make a good leader. This led to many quiet disagreements, voicing some when things could not be held in for too long, which when expressed were dished with heavy scrutiny, but he withdrew before things got truly heated. He wanted so desperately to put thoughts into action, to change things despite knowing it’d be foolish, but what could he do? Who would listen? Certainly not Nico, he only cared for his own and Dhruv was not one of them. With rank being the lowest in the hierarchy, he was too weak in more than one way, heck some even outright said he was hardly a wolf to begin with. An error. Didn't matter that he shifted alongside them, pack bond linking them all, Dhruv was not born nor bit, had not taken life to set about this new being he was. But in a way, hadn’t he? Given up his own life for this, that ought to count. It should have counted. 

With no close friends to share such thoughts with and Seo-Joon still supposedly out of town, the bitterness that brew tipped the scales and in a move so utterly foolish but also somewhat thought through, he left Lunar Cove. Taking some time to explore the country before flying back to London to piece back his broken life. However, that feeling of brokenness and sense of feeling lost persisted. The news of Mason's death had him caught entirely by surprise and shocked him to the core. His cousin, happy and bright, should’ve had a long life ahead, not have it cut so short in such a way. The rush back to Lunar Cove was needed this time, for the funeral and also to somehow make sense of the untimely demise. Answers were pieced together in a blurred states of sorrow, confusion, anger and nostalgia. He had not planned to stick around long, but the sight of familiar faces, of old feelings resurfacing, Dhruv decided that perhaps staying would be more beneficial for now.

[nonooddo]

Taken in the wild areas of Cedar Creek, on the morning of March 14, 2024. ©️

This is one of the reasons we don’t want Oddo. We already have enough neighbors - and, unlike Oddo, we like them…!

[fortunatelyperfectcreator]

[sierrawithdave]

Shadow Lake Pictures - Shadow Lake Hike

Pictures taken October 16 through 28 2023

[ladysiryna]

Thou'rt yet to become me. Thou'rt yet to become a god.

Marika and Radagon.

[goryhorroor]

horror sub-genres: found footage

[ladycrose]

Dress up games: Haha you must have this clothing item to proceed to the next level!

Dress up game lore:

[amiracleilluminated]

Herald of Darkness Performance at The Game Awards 2023

[artist-extraordinaire28]

My current sonic hyperfixation 🤝 my obsession with aruthurian legends

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No joke tho i always found it so funny that everyone's treating my guy like some total rookie when it comes to knightly stuff when he has saved the world more times than they can count

Also

SATBK DID SUCH A GOOD JOB AT INTEGRATING ARTHURIAN LEGENDS INTO THE STORY

Like OMG

Since im obsessed with the myths, I was like screaming at every moment when they referenced smthn

[goldfishpirate]

Rainy day

[lunarcovehq]

Daniela Ramirez is a human that currently resides in Shadow Lake and has been a Lunar Cove resident for 10 years.

ITS THE END OF THE WORLD

GENDER/PRONOUNS: CIS Female, She/Her

DATE OF BIRTH: July 2, 1993

OCCUPATION: Owner of the Slumber Motel

FACECLAIM: Adria Arjona

AS WE KNOW IT, AND I FEEL FINE

SPECIES: Human

COALITION POSITION: Non-member

WELCOME TO LUNAR COVE, DANI RAMIREZ

Trigger Warnings: Birth trauma, Car Accident, Death

Nothing ever came easily to Daniela. Whether being dealt a difficult hand was the result of fate or design remains to be seen, yet the struggle persists.

Even her birth, an almost two day ordeal, ended in near catastrophe for all involved. Through some miraculously quick thinking on the Nevada medical team's part, she and her mother emerged from the hospital with only a new abdominal scar and a medication regimen to show for it. Her parents breathed a sigh of relief at the close call and praised their good fortune with hope for the promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their naïvety went relatively unanswered.

For all of the strife surrounding her arrival, Daniela transformed into a generally well-behaved child as the years passed. Rarely cried, always attentive and empathetic to those around her, and she didn't tantrum or even talk back often. As middle school rolled around, her parents genuinely believed they struck gold with both of their well mannered children. Unfortunately once the reins of youth loosened and gave way to freedom in her adolescence, the younger teen began to slip.

The first call home was for smoking in the school bathroom with some older girls. The second for shoplifting at a convenience store alongside two friends. Disappointed and confounded as they were, her parents chalked it up to peer pressure and poor choices, a mere juvenile mistake that Dani would inevitably outgrow. Therein lay the crux of the issue however: she always chose wrong and not just as a child. It continued well after the silhouette of her high school faded in the rearview mirror. Wrong friends, wrong partners, wrong path in life.

Dead end job after dead end job eventually landed Dani waitressing at some seedy club on the Vegas strip. Lackluster clientele, but their cash and plastic cards paid her tips the same as anyone else's. It was there that she first met Jason. Tall with a stubble lined chin and the crookedest of smiles when he asked if she had a cigarette to spare. Calling it love at first sight as they blew smoke into the February air felt a little on the nose; more like obsession, infatuation... Dangerous and intoxicating.

Being with him felt effortless, magical even. Little did she know that it actually was. His revelation about being a witch stunned her for barely a moment's breath, because in truth it made sense. Everything about him clicked all at once and she shelved whatever reservations might have otherwise cropped up from this knowledge. How perfectly he slotted into her life, this enchanting boy.

One steeple and a piss poor Elvis impersonation later, they were married. For the first time in her life, Dani held onto the ribbons of shredded hope that she actually chose correctly this time. The right guy and the right sort of love. When Jason proposed they move back east to be closer to his family in Lunar Cove, her confidence only solidified further and they packed up almost overnight for the lengthy road trip.

Reality only set in when they crossed over the town border and any daydreams about their future suddenly jolted into sharp focus all at once. Magic, myth, legend all dwelling in a single town... And she entered it startlingly human. Dani adjusted and adapted though, reminding herself that discomfort meant growing beyond her previously self-destructive cycles. When Jason proposed his plans to buy and open the Slumber Motel, she took it as a sign of true change and leapt to assist him with bringing the idea to fruition.

Two years in and their idyllic story began to shift. Small favors at first, "can you answer this call and say..." or "if anyone comes asking, I was..." all of which Dani wrote off and justified to herself in the middle of the night. Then "ring up this person's card", "say you lost this if insurance calls", and various other fraud endeavors that she no longer brushed off, but actively engaged in simply because he asked. On some level, her gut instinct coiled like a snake around the truth of what they were doing, but it was Jason. The center of her world, the person she'd always been determined to build a better life with, and he wasn't asking anything that truly plucked at her morals. Did that make them bad people?

Then he went and died right before their fifth wedding anniversary.

Wrapped himself around a tree, per the officers who delivered the news on her doorstep like it was the Sunday fucking Times. To Dani, it echoed as a death blow to her universe and even now she cannot bring herself to properly crawl out from beneath the grief. Guilt lingers in the awnings, threatening to accuse her of being callous for any attempt at moving forward. And the motel, of course, looms ever present as equal burden and final love letter to the man she'd lost.

Jason left her the deed, the bills, the keys, and most crucially of late: the building plans. To whatever credit remains, Dani pours any remaining energy into keeping it alive for him, into turning a blind eye on the shady dealings that she once never blinked twice at, because he reassured her that nothing truly nefarious was happening inside these halls. Yet nearly a year into helming their ship alone and some dark, unwelcome thoughts have begun to creep into the vacancy left by her spouse. With recent events unfolding beneath the very floors of the motel and discoveries about altered blueprints, she wonders how much he knew about the sickness of this place.

Did he alter the documents? Did he hide the truth from her? Did Dani really ever know him in the first place? Maybe she chose wrong after all.

[nonooddo]

Do you Want to KNOW what the Developer is After...?

If it's not obvious to you yet - the developer is trying to steal our lake. That means to say - his 'penthouse' tenants (and others) will have an 'above the tree line' view right over the full length of Shadow Lake.

The serenity, the dark and quiet that affords our abundant wildlife refuge, all that will be GONE..!

We have a pair of Bald Eagles that live, nest and hunt seasonally on the lake. We have Golden Eagles that regularly hunt the sky over the lake. We have otter, geese, foxes, beaver all inhabiting the lake.

To quote from one resident's letter of objection to the ODDO hideous development: "The commitment and ability to experience nature in the neighborhood is a key characteristic. In and around our own wooded backyard and the on the trails of Cedar Creek (often both and I have photos of most to prove it) we have seen deer, foxes, raccoons, turkeys, bobcats, coyotes, woodchuck, possums etc. In fact, just this morning I saw 6 – 7 deer below the dam along the trail around Shadow Lake. I normally hike around the lake on 5 days a week.  In addition, on the water at the lake, waterfowl, including various ducks, geese and even occasionally (until recently endangered) Trumpeter Swans. I have seen beaver, muskrat and even river otters. Probably most spectacular, is that a pair of eagles often can be seen flying over the lake or perched in one of the large hardwood forest trees over the lake. Where else in Western Johnson County can you find a neighborhood whose commitment and “character” so embody this blending of homes and nature and the ensuing results? I have also heard that from a flora perspective, the woods around Cedar Creek are particularly diverse and healthy and certain plantings from Cedar Creek have been used to supplement other woods like those around Ernie Miller Nature Center."

Eloquently and accurately put. And just how much of that will be lost or irreparably damaged by the tower block construction and occupation that creates noise of blasting as it goes up and light, noise and visual blight (not to mention wind tunnel effect and storm runoff after its up) as it is occupied.

What this developer wants to steal is also being stolen from Olathe, Johnson County and from Kansas.

The City of Olathe MUST reject this insensitive, oversized, out of character, out of place, intensive overbuild plan.

[fortunatelyperfectcreator]

[kereonn]

The pearls of the lake

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