fog

The fog masking the direction of the American economy and future of the artificial-intelligence boom is starting to lift.

Part of me wants to tell her how I truly feel about Grandma being gone forever—how I feel numb to almost everything, or how my life feels like a thick, endless fog now.

Some mornings the fog came in low and thick, and swirled ’round the hull like smoke.

Then his rolling gait retreated into the fog as the great red Bloomer engine huffed into the station, billowing steam.

Lady Constance batted at her face with the puff until she all but disappeared in a perfumed fog.