Walking around the field, the fog was falling as quickly as the light was fading.
Lines of fog drifted across the field, gathering where the vegetation was higher. Everything seemed different and familiar trees now unrecognisable. The Hares and Deers were in the same areas as normal, it just took longer to see them through the fog. The air was quieter than normal, the Robins and Blackbirds had either finished their evening songs early or not bothered tonight.