Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

The entirety of an entry by jadine, 2004-01-23:

The mist was so thick this morning that 520 became a bridge into nothingness, fading out in the distance with no apparent anchor, utterly unbounded by reality. The entire world was a pale fog, and nothing existed but the bridge itself, a thin strand of pavement stretched between Bellevue and faerie.

It wasn't until I reached the middle that an opposite shore began to appear, like fingerprints smudging a grey canvas. I dared not look back to see whether my origin was still visible, for fear that doing so would cause this phantasy bridge to fade out altogether, plunging my car into the unseen waters beneath.