Wraithlike wisps of fog blew past chilling me, dampening my spirit as I climbed into my car. An imp headed for the nearest stoplight to play the devil with the commuters and provide assistance to a gremlin who had jammed the light at the busy intersection. Thus far the humans had managed to avoid incident, it being merely a vexation, slowing their journey. The mischievous imp, however cleared a lane that had the green for an inattentive person on a cell phone who flew into the intersection, unaware of the nice civilized manner in which people were taking turns. Another man, with distracting visions of voluptuous nymphs and fairies dancing in his mind, tried to slide through from the red-light direction WHAM ! next to me they collided, to the applause of the gremlin and his brother scamps as I looked to sneak through and make my left turn.
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