Senyru 12

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I woke up a little after midnight and realized that the light filtering in through the blinds had a peculiar quality.

I got up and looked out and saw the fog.

It was thick and all the lights were enmeshed in a dreamy sort of fuzziness that enchanted me.

This morning, the fog is still there and there is rime ice coating everything. Very magical.

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