The mist in the air
The mist never cleared, except hazes and pieces of smaller puzzles the mist never cleared. Once the creatures ventured out, once the details remained , once had the world been clear, yet the mist never cleared. The taxi pulled up at the corner of the road bleakly lit by a lamp. A lamp lit by the oil taken from whales. Although they had aspects to manage the lighting much much better, the whale oil fueled furled every opportunity of raking in some profit. The person who stepped out was neither a human nor a creature. It was not clear as to who the person was, nor the creature!the mist never cleared! The blurred silhouette of the person just about managed to get out of the vehicle,, the traffic was on the wrong side on this side of the globe! A car, truck and a moped drove past across the board while the shadow was opening the door of the car.. each in varying levels of honking. The loudest was obviously the moped which was a convenient three feet away.. The shadow