Into the mist

sea spray and fog

The New Year is like a misty, foggy day at the beach. You can see what's right before you, and barely discern what's coming in the near future, but what's way out there is lost in the hazy unknown. As you push ahead, cautiously moving forward, step-by-step, it comes into focus and isn't so daunting.

Close formation

Grim and menacing Sentries in stealth formation Concealed in the mists Silent and deadly Veiled shadows swallowing light Engulfing all sound Cloaked in secrecy Creeping across dark landscapes Bone chilling specters Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL.