The Mist
It Calls To You…
There’s a lake that sits at the edge of the woods.
Peaceful and silent, the moonlight reflecting off the water.
And always a thin mist, hovers just over the surface,
hiding what rests below…
It Will Swallow You Up…
Gently swirling, ever changing… like liquid air.
The Mist tantalizes and draws you near.
And once you’re close enough to see into its depths.
It will pull you under…