Notes
"The crawl of mist over the water to the shore, soft and slow but steady as a beating heart is only punctured by the gentle call of a fog horn, sounding over the waters and lulling into dreams as wisps of white creep up front steps and curl around blades of grass. Shroud the world in mystery and block all sight and search by touch and senses alone."
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