follow me; everything is all right.
Up ahead, not too far ahead of the group, the mist creeped closer to the castle. It had made its way through parts of the ground already and had no intention of stopping. It brought with it something of a cold chill though this was as likely a result of the dreary January weather.
The mist is wispy on the fringes but thick if one were to make their way into it.
So thick that you wouldn't be able to make out right from left. So thick that you can't see anything beyond it.
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