100 Word Piece of Sci-fi Minutia
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A 99 word poem of a small town, and the demon who guards its chapel when the mists rise.
A large river that is continuously covered in a thick layer of fog. There will be either a rope ferry to get across or possibly a boat that is rowed across by worshippers of the water elementals. It is very thick fog to the point where it even muffles voices even at close range and visibility even beyond a foot is almost impossible.