The Shadow In The Fog.

The Shadow In The Fog.

A Story by Lindsay Ann
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A nightmare I've had over the course of two years, the shadow revealing itself lastnight.. Finally becoming a face..

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Sitting cross legged in a dark valley, surrounded by abnormal leaves.. Covered in tar they stuck to my legs my hands burning my skin at the touch but I couldn't get them off. The only light was produced by the moon, laying low in the sky it was huge covering the entire horizon with it's dark yellow colouring. I tried to rise to my feet but my body seemed to just fall back down into a seated position. I began to panic, with no understanding of what was going on I screamed out. My voice fell short only coming out a small choking sound. That's when the fog started to roll in, it came on light at first.. A slow creep..It began to thicken it's movement towards me quickening....


I attempted another scream just to experience another failure. That's when it appeared, a small shimmering light came from with in the fog. My eyes became immediately drawn to it, staring as the shimmer dispursed revealing a dark shadow with in the fog. Anxiety and panic rised with in myself, I tried to get up again and was struck with the disappointment of falling once more. A soft melody began to play though it seemed upbeat there was a certain eerie sound to it. As the fog thickened ever more the shadow seemed to have a barrier that the fog couldn't penetrate. It started to move now, moving slow and graceful at first.

© 2012 Lindsay Ann


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It's important to pay attention to things that do not matter.'
I do not know what I am talking about.


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Lindsay Ann
Lindsay Ann

Calgary, Canada



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My stories are based on the nightmares I have. These words come from the deepest and darkest parts of my mind and soul. I try my best to paint for others the images and events that happen in my dr.. more..

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