The Ghosts On the Shore

"Under the waves and the earth of an age, lie a thousand old northerners' graves. Deep in the night when the moon's glowing bright, they come rising up into the night."

Back in the older days, when the earth wasn't quite so lonely and filled with life, there were a people. This was before the Iroquoi came there, before any other people. They were known as the Enhita People, the ones of the moon, for they revelled in moonlight.

The Enhita lived in what is now the Great Lakes, and though they left behind no mark upon the earth, they did so upon the orenda, the magical force present in everyone and everything. They knew how to tap its power, and how to connect to it, and for that, they were successful.

Although the Enhita knew the ways of the orenda, they could not use it to change fate. They were successful to a point. Their shamans could decipher the future, but they could not change it.

Like any people, the Enhita were mortal. The shamans predicted that there would be a great flood, one that the Enhita would not survive. It would fill the basins where they lived with water, creating vast and deep lakes.

The shamans decided not to tell the people, for that would be an attempt to change their fate, and that was a great rule they were unable to break. So the floods came, and the Enhita were buried in water and sediment.

But their spirits remained.

Their mortal forms were trapped within the depths of the lake, but their spirits survived. Connected to the orenda, they could rise above the water, and continue their revelling in the moonlight, when there was nothing in the sky but stars and the moon.

Note: The song is "The Ghost On the Shore" by Lord Huron.