User:Cdwell/sandbox

The Fog is coming. It is coming. It will soon arrive. Fear it. Run from it. Delay the inevitable destruction of all that you hold dear. Preserve your earthly form, for it hold the mists of your soul. Do not let them join the Fog. It will not relinquish your soul. It will hold it, for a tumultuous eternity, and it shall persevere long past the expiration of the known universe. It is a metaphysical deity. Its form is not true. Its form does not resemble its nature. It is not simply ominous, for that which encompasses all needs no preceding omen. Nothing precedes it. It contains all. It is all. It is God. God is it. All that you know and will ever know will be it.