C347 Fog Tide

In the silent mountain forest, the moon shone brightly overhead, bathing the land in its nocturnal glow. Amidst the towering trees, a wisp of fog began to rise.

"It's the fog tide!"

"The fog tide is here..."

"How odd, why has the fog tide arrived so early this year? It's a whole month ahead of schedule compared to previous years."

Sinners, dispersed around the outskirts of the mountain range