The Fog is another book I am slowly writing. It tells of a traveler’s journey through the Fog, in search of Light.
I awoke, as I did every morning, cold and damp in the grey half-light of the the Fog. I can’t remember the Fog not being there. It is everywhere, and as far I as can tell, it has always been. Cold and damp cover everything. The sunlight is diffused to the point of near uselessness … Continue reading “Fog Chapter 1: Fog and Light”