Silent as an untold secret
The mystery drags me closer
As It looms above the land
Haunting the earth below.
It's cryptic nature spurs curiosity
And captivates your mind.
The silvery vapor
Creates a surly atmosphere
To a inclement, bleak forest
The mist is a ghost,
As it passes through your soul.
It leaves you feeling cold, and damp.
Your clothes are soggy and your face dewy
While you pass through the somber world that is
Mist.
