1 The horizon is lost in a grey mist.
2 I saw the mist stealing in, and I grabbed it tight.
3 There was in the room the same thin white mist that I had before noticed.
4 Ay, and He felt it too, for He had to come out of the mist to struggle with me.
5 There was a red cloud before me, and a noise like thunder, and the mist seemed to steal away under the door.
6 The last conscious effort which imagination made was to show me a livid white face bending over me out of the mist.
7 A thin mist began to creep up from the river, and it grew, and grew; till soon a dense fog enveloped the ship and all around her.
8 The officers in charge of it got it into working order, and in the pauses of the inrushing mist swept with it the surface of the sea.
9 Did I not, I would soon have learned, for the wheeling figures of mist and snow came closer, but keeping ever without the Holy circle.
10 In the cold hour the fire began to die, and I was about stepping forth to replenish it, for now the snow came in flying sweeps and with it a chill mist.
11 He sneered at me, and his white face looked out of the mist with his red eyes gleaming, and he went on as though he owned the whole place, and I was no one.
12 The mist was spreading, and was now close up to the house, so that I could see it lying thick against the wall, as though it were stealing up to the windows.
13 I feel like a novice lumbering through a bog in a mist, jumping from one tussock to another in the mere blind effort to move on without knowing where I am going.
14 Even in the dark there was a light of some kind, as there ever is over snow; and it seemed as though the snow-flurries and the wreaths of mist took shape as of women with trailing garments.
15 Suddenly the horror burst upon me that it was thus that Jonathan had seen those awful women growing into reality though the whirling mist in the moonlight, and in my dream I must have fainted, for all became black darkness.
16 Not a thing seemed to be stirring, but all to be grim and fixed as death or fate; so that a thin streak of white mist, that crept with almost imperceptible slowness across the grass towards the house, seemed to have a sentience and a vitality of its own.
17 At times the mist cleared, and the sea for some distance could be seen in the glare of the lightning, which now came thick and fast, followed by such sudden peals of thunder that the whole sky overhead seemed trembling under the shock of the footsteps of the storm.
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