Footsteps in the fog

Footsteps in the fog

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Have you ever walked into the early morning mist. Have you ever felt so at ease with yourself and the world when you can't see it and it can't see you. Have you ever felt paranoid and thought something was following you. Heard footsteps but couldn't tell where they are coming from. Have you ever felt so calm then absolutely terrified the next second. Well if you have or haven't I hope this gives you a sence of what it feels like. Because. As the fog can hide you from the world it can also hide thing's from you.
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I woke to my limbs sore and my head hurting. I didn't open my eyes but chose to feel around me instead. I could feel leaves and grass underneath me along with the wind sliding along my skin. I could hear bugs and animals around me, along with the trees swaying. I could smell the fresh air around me. Then i opened my eyes to see the moon above my head through the trees. It shined so bright, and it made its own light in the sky.

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