Fog.

Tantalizing and something to be feared all at once. Like many things, there was the rule of look but do not touch. Observe but do not search its depths. At least that’s what the others whispered in their cabins at night. To me, it was a curious condition of the atmosphere, both beautifully still and dauntingly calm. There is something to be said of the things people are too afraid to touch, and not all things that are said are just as cloudy and grey as the nighttime fog.

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