The Fog That Painted Faces
A Mist That Showed What Lies Beneath
In a coastal town, the morning fog briefly revealed faint outlines over people’s faces — not their appearance, but the emotions they concealed. A proud fisherman saw sorrow painted across his own features and finally admitted he missed his estranged brother. The next morning, the fog showed nothing on anyone’s face. Not because they had no emotions left — but because they had finally begun to speak them aloud.
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