“This story didn’t just come out of thin air. It really did come out of the fog. While waiting for fog to clear at the Colorado Springs airport so my plane could take off, I went to the bathroom. There, just walking around, was a woman with no pants. It was one of the oddest, out-of-context sights I had ever seen, and knew I had to create a story around it. Thank you so much for listening, and I hope you enjoy ‘Fog.'”
by Kristin Luna
Outside, there was only gray, diffused light. Hints of airplanes sat lifelessly at their gates. The fog drifted and stroked the windows.
Just as the businessman turned to make conversation with the old man to his left, his gaze caught on a woman walking out of the bathroom. “Will you look at that?”
The security cameras in the terminal jerked into position to watch the woman, except for the one camera trained on the crowd of onlookers. The crowd turned their heads to look.
About the Author
Kristin Luna has been making up stories and getting in trouble for them since elementary school. She especially loves young adult literature, fantasy, Nic Cage, magical realism, literary fiction, and wouldn’t be opposed to reading yeti erotica.
She has written book reviews for Urban Fantasy Magazine, writes for the blog The Fictorians, and her short stories about unicorns, dragons, fog, and deep sea creatures have appeared on Pseudopod and in anthologies published by WordFire Press. She lives in San Diego with her husband Nic and eats way too much Taco Bell.