Don't Give Up Your Ghost
Mephistopheles
10-30-2021, 03:14 PM
Mephistopheles
The thick fog suddenly rolls in quicker and closer, it rises higher, swirling up your limbs and leaving a wet chill it lifts higher, higher, soon enough you can't see the ground or even your companion anymore and still it rises, swirling in front of your face seeming to curl intentionally into your nose and mouth making it hard to breathe.
Maybe you shouldn't have done that...