The fog.
There is something so mysterious about it. You fade into it but people also fade out of it. It's filled with mystery and uncertainty. You won't know what's coming and they can't see what's heading towards them. It can spread out over everything and it can blur sight with ease. It is beautiful yet scary, it is there but also not. The fog can change whenever it pleases. It can disappear just as easy as it appears.
The fog in my town is not that different but so different at the same time. It looks the same, it feels the same and the thoughts are the same. However, the message is completely different. In my town, fog means trouble and when it arrives it will bring terror. When it leaves it will bring hope, peace and faith.
Or so we hoped.
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Hey guys, so this is a little prologue to Taken by the fog. I have no clue where this book is going but I do hope you guys will support throughout the book.
Sorry if you find any grammar or spelling issues. English is not my native tongue but I'm trying my best.
Thank you!
JE LEEST
Taken by the fog
General FictionThe mystery of the fog is different per country and per religion. For me, the fog means horror, loss, and pain. It comes when it wants to come and we can't do anything to stop it. There is no going back once you're taken and there is nothing you c...
