A misty tale

In the mist of a blood moon night, shadows dance and shimmer. 
A crimson glow, subtle and ominous, a foreign land outside your door. 
The senses heighten and your imagination runs wild, what adventure, mystery or horrors await?
Will I meet the one, will I find a hidden treasure or will I find my end?
Timidly you venture forth into the abyss, casting aside the fear of the unknown with a deep breath.
As the chill of the crisp, ice tipped mist begins to lightly touch your face, an almost euphoric moment of relief takes hold.
A strange moment of emptiness and wonder, of contentment and rejuvenation.
Onwards you travel, excitement rushing through your veins!
Then the alarm thunders and drags you from your slumber, alas this world must disappear and a new day must begin again........ Although, maybe 5 more minutes won't hurt, every story needs an end....
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