Haphazard Explorations & Experiments In Fiction
Where am I?
Standing in this dark night, this swirling fog…
I can’t say anymore.
The fog of war obscures all paths.
Smoke and flame mixing with the fog.
A lot of it circumstance, unhappy proximity.
Other flames though…
Those are of my own making.
Moving forward means expansion.
War is inevitable, weaknesses exposed, strength tested.
What comes next?
Senses, psyche, overwhelmed.
Too many pressures to withstand, too many fronts to cover.
As I come back to life there’s only the darkness.
The smoke and the flames and the fog.
Where am I!?
(Alt. titles: Emerging from the Fog / Rising from the Fog / Fighting through the Fog)