Tuesday, 20 May 2014

The Fog

A cold moist ghost settles on the hills.
Every tree, building and person is an eerie sight in the ghost's presence. 
The ghost blocks out the sun, and haunts the town ceaselessly. 
The misty presence of the ghost stays still until the sun overpowers him. 
The ghost rises into the sky, declaring to come back tomorrow. 
The morning fog has disappeared. 
But not for long, as he will return. 
Soon...

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