Walking back from Commons (our dining hall) wearing a coat and using an umbrella, a fog bank rolled in. It was deep and I inhaled the moisture. Closer to my room, the oaks and elms began to emerge from the fog, and I noticed the cobblestone beneath my appearing and disappearing feet. Soon, softly glowing globes of light appeared as if hovering
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