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Laura M Quinn
The Mist
by Laura M Quinn
The mist,
She rolls swiftly in like an uninvited stranger.
A haunting beauty but also grim with darkness and pales the sky.
She veils the animals and mountains from the passerby
She blankets the lands and hovers over the waters
She covers what exists and nothing can stop her presence
Except the sun beams that burn through her delicate state and in an instance,
She disappears till the sun beams decide to let her return.
The mist,
She calls to those nearby and offers a hiding place but be careful or you just might remain there
…at least until the sun comes.
