Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong


The ocean brings the fog every sunset. The fog builds against the seawall until it starts falling down, down onto the city streets.

It pools on the ground, faintly obscuring the cobblestones, and swirls in lazy eddies when disturbed by feet.

It does not stop at that, though; it pours over the wall until it's mid-calf height. Sometimes knee-deep. Sometimes you can't see your feet unless it swirls around you in just the right way.

We have learned to be very careful when walking at night.

It's most beautiful in the Carnival District... the lights shimmer through it. Cotton-candy curls. Children love it.

It's a comfort. No matter where I go outside the city, fog always reminds me of home.


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