A mist creeps through the trees and disappears in the morning light. Its shroud casts an eerie glow upon the landscape. Do we venture out with the threat of being swept away or do we stay indoors next to the fire where it is safe?
The remnants of a red sky morning. What does it portend? As the eerie red illumination fades to orange to yellow and finally a steel grey of a cloudy day there is no question that a storm is coming.
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