It was an amazing experience watching the fog rise up out of the forest at the end of the day. The landscape was super-saturated from heavy rains. As night started to settle in, the fog started to appear. The fog grew more intense the darker it got. It moved in and around the trees giving it a ghost-like quality. Thin sheets of fog flowed out of the forest like lazy water into low spots on the flat open ground. During this experience, I was struck by how peaceful and serene this had been. There was no foreboding and dread like in a horror movie. It was a quiet and calming end to an action packed day. Darkness had the last laugh. Or was it only the absence of light?
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