On the road to Whiterun, as time passed and the chill rose, the skies gradually filled with dark clouds. In the wilderness among the mountains, heavy moisture slowly blanketed the ground, and a thick fog began to condense in the air. In an instant, it blocked most of the view of a little girl who was wandering aimlessly through the hills, and made her already terrible sense of direction even worse—unless she used her mental power to scan her surroundings.
"..."
(′~`●)
"Mm..."
(ー`′ー)
"Hmph! Honestly, why does this stupid fog have to roll in on a perfectly good day? How's anyone supposed to travel like this?!"
(╭╮)
The fog had come quickly and suddenly, without the slightest warning!
So Annie's excellent mood, as she'd wandered around and casually admired the scenery, vanished in an instant. She couldn't help scowling in annoyance, looking rather unhappy.
(But, respected little mistress, we're near a tributary of Lake Ilinalta, and this is also at the foot of a mountain. There's plenty of moisture, and the air is humid. The atmosphere is stable and there's no wind. On top of that, temperatures are relatively low in the morning. Isn't fog perfectly normal here?
(lll￢￢)
—Tibbers knew there were three important conditions for fog to form: first, rapid cooling; second, humid air, with increased water vapor; and third, no strong winds, with the air remaining relatively still... All of those conditions were met right now, and it was cool in the morning, too. So fog was only natural.)
"Hmph!"
o(′^｀)o
"Anyway, when I'm traveling, fog is abnormal! Because it blocks my path. If I accidentally get lost..."
(~)
"Ah!!"
=()
As she spoke, Annie suddenly froze.
Then, after standing there stunned for a moment, she started looking around in every direction. She fell silent and