Chapter 3
The sun was nearly out of sight behind the hills to the west behind me, and the stars had yet to emerge except for a few solitary pinpricks far off to the east. I knew they wouldn't light up the dark waters of Lake Superior much at all, but I couldn't resist the temptation to take a look.
I walked out to the very edge of the meadow that lay to the east of Villmark to catch the view.
The lake below was indeed nothing but dark gray water that stretched past the horizon on three sides of me. I could see the lights from a few fishing boats still out on the lake and further off the more orangish light from freighters chugging along the shipping lane.
I couldn't see the waterfall from where I stood, but I could hear it. The edges were frozen, but the central channel still poured ov
