From which the air we smell and breathe.......

I casually strolled off of the road. The fog was beginning to overtake everything in view giving me a strange feeling that my surroundings were adapting much quicker than I. The moss had seemed to consume all that was in site; these parts had not seen the light of day in many years. Wherever something had died, life had taken its place with little effort. But even though many things seemed to flourish here, there was an unmistakable gloominess all around.