I Found My Name Written in the Fog

⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform.

I take late walks near the river.

Last night the fog was thick enough to blur everything.

That’s when I saw writing in it.

My name.

Clear.

Floating in the air.

The letters shifted.

“Come closer.”

I ran home.

My bathroom mirror was fogged from my shower earlier.

My name was written again.

This time it ended with:

“Too late.”