The Door of Mist

You chose the door that almost isn’t there.

At first glance, it looks like mountain and cloud.
Stone and vapor.
Nothing defined.

And yet… you saw it.

Fog does not reveal everything at once.
It asks you to trust what you sense before you fully understand it.

If you chose this door, you are standing at the edge of something forming.

Not finished.
Not fully visible.
But real.

There may be uncertainty around you right now.
A path that isn’t fully lit.
A decision that hasn’t clarified itself.

That does not mean you are lost.

It means you are early.

Mist is not confusion — it is transition.

It softens sharp lines.
It quiets distractions.
It forces you to slow down and move by instinct rather than impulse.

You do not need the entire map.

You need the next step.

And you are capable of seeing farther than you think — even when visibility feels limited.

The door is made of fog because some thresholds cannot be forced open.

They are entered gently.

Trust what you sensed when you saw it.

Not everyone notices what is hidden in plain sight.

You did.