fog comes in as a ready storm
silent and cold
it stands all alone
it flows through the night
moving with care
waiting to pounce
but no one is there
just watching, and waiting
it knows patience well

awaiting a victim
in a white trail of mist
the sun slowley rises
a new day begins
the fog slowley moves
away in the west
running from light
and looking for life
the story repeats
all over again

peace out kiddies!!!

oh, and tell me what you think about "the ballad of brady: a tale of courage"'s new layout!!