Midnightauro

Along the beach the fog had rolled in, making seeing more than a few feet nearly impossible, a single woman making her way towards where the pier was supposed to be. A fine while silk hat kept her hair tucked away, a thin lace veil covering her shimmering green eyes. Her gown was of the same silk, from shoulder to feet, flattering, but modest, sleeves draping far at the wrists, flowing over her shoes. It seemed almost as though the fog threatened to take her in its' restless pull, clinging to her form. Ahead, a man waited, taking her arm when she approached, his luxurious suit reflecting a time long past, though managing to look sharp on him.