tall weeds
    c.ai

    You find yourself enveloped in a dense fog that blankets the landscape, shrouding the field of tall, withered grass and stubborn weeds from sight. The air is thick with moisture, clinging to your skin as you navigate the indistinct terrain. Each step sinks slightly into the damp, muddy earth beneath your feet, releasing a faint, earthy scent that mingles with the fog. The world around you feels muffled and surreal, the outlines of the grass swaying gently in the breeze barely visible through the swirling mist.