Contest : Eight By Eight
Sponsored by : Nette Onclaud
Date : August 1, 2026
Fog spreads slowly with silent qualm; confusion grips me, I can’t flee through the maze of journey’s last mile as vagrant silhouetted still. Time is cloaked by opaque future; I see dreams sunk in miasma at the blurred depth of hazy dusk. I wait for sunshine to burn mist.
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