Vague,shrouded, blurred, etheral images are conjured up.


I thought I'd find my way home; but in this "pea souppa", all couldn't be vaguer.


Shrouded, swirling wisps of rent and clinging mist shapes, cloying to the person.


Everywhere so blurred and disorentated "couldn't find anything".


Ghostly and etheral like; the mist permeating all, "other worldy" and "oddly travelled indoors too".


All perception of self image lost in the mists languid unforgiving grip.


There to conjure up the most ghastly mist monsters that ever existed; waiting just for you.



By Anita Griffiths




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