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In a summer haze

Mist from the distant mountains.

Fog in the Po Valley.

The fog of war isn't being lifted.

I love nights with fog.

Magic casements, opening on the foam

There's a wonderful mist down here.

But in my haze of narcosis,

It's all one big blur, like one big blackout.

A real London fog. Shall I call a cab for you?

Now, let me see. I haven't the foggiest.

We were at 360 feet.

Mist like infold me from the search of eyes.

I was in a complete haze. I had no recollection.

A red mist spread over the lawn, coming on like a flame of fire.

Wedon'thavefog this time of year!

He made darkness his hiding place, his pavilion around him, darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.

He made darkness his secret place his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.

I wanted to create environments that moved and morphed like an illusionist.

There'll be a fog, and the tide will turn after midnight.

If there's the slightest bit of haze, we shall have to slow down.

but a mist went up from the earth, and watered the whole surface of the ground.

But there went up a mist from the earth, and watered the whole face of the ground.

I was a sick man. Instead of pink snakes, I got smoke.

For you have not come to a mountain that might be touched, and that burned with fire, and to blackness, darkness, storm,

For ye are not come unto the mount that might be touched, and that burned with fire, nor unto blackness, and darkness, and tempest,

And I remember coming up from one of these deep dives, and I had this fog, and the narcosis takes a little while to, you know, fade away.

Both positions are hopelessly buried in intellectual and moral fog.

Today, South East Asia is covered in thick haze, adversely affecting the health of the people.

One day, they walked around a lake... hidden in the mist of a green valley.

Our instrument took this image of the veil of Venus, which turned out to be a smog of sulfuric acid.

But we think we could sit on the cloud but if you go there, it's just mist.

We think we could sit on the cloud, but if you go there, it's just mist.

The youth think only of emigration because most of them see that the future is all gloom.

As I read Zasetsky's story, he couldn't tell time, he described living in a dense fog.

But rather, it is their leaves that are adapted to intercept the dissolved nutrients that come to them in the form of mist and fog.

Water's pumped from the lake and is filtered and shot as a fine mist through an array of high pressure fog nozzles, 35,000 of them.

Order, order!

Order! Order!

Draws some intersecting planes, making use of alpha blending, fog, textures, and mipmaps. Written by David Konerding 1999.