The Mist

And it came to pass that upon the river, there gathered a mighty mist.

And the fishermen amongst the multitude did ask "What of our fish?"

"How can we gather fish when we can see naught anon?"

And then a child amongst them said:

"I am hungry."

And the elders were of guilty disposition.

And it came to pass, that the mist grew more and more.

And soon only voices were heard.

At first:

"Where are our nets?"

"We cannot see them."

Then:

"We shall make our way to the granary."

"Aye. It is sound."

"But the granary is empty."

Then, the child:

"I caught a fish."

Soon (another child):

"Me too."

The fish multiply in the mist.

Soon, everyone has a fish.

The mist passes.

The children are at the banks of the river.

The banks are full of clay fish.

The nets are full of fish.