Strange began the first day of November. He promised a riddle, carrying with him something mysterious that covered a dense strip of fog. Everything was frozen in anticipation ...
It came from the east, descended from the regional children's hospital to our lowland.
It took just five minutes for the “milk river” of fog to spread to the substation, which is visible to the right of the high-rise building.
Noticeably, as the first light haze approaches the houses,
to the parking lot and the road.
But as if something had stopped him. Or plans have changed in the fog. Or the wind has changed. He left without visiting us. Only a dense veil is visible still in the distance.