Fog grew thick as I placed my foot on the bridge. It was so eerie, being unable to see the other side but I had to move forward. Once the foot is placed on the path the walker must follow through. It’s said there is no stopping; there is no turning back. Whether you can see the destination or not, you must continue forward. The minutes seemed like hours as I walk, ever forward, ever deeper into the all-covering fog. Just what was awaiting me I had no idea but I have to keep moving forward, into the fog.
Horrorshow over 9 years ago
Very good drabble.