The fog below appeared unforgiving, thick and heavy. An obstructed line of vision gave nothing for establishing ground-truth. Looking up to the sky, they were able to use the constellations to their advantage by locating the two stars at the base of the big dipper then veering off and up to the right to lock in on the North star. Now that they had a sense of direction, they felt a bit more secure, but somehow knew that, regardless of what was to happen, serenity was within reach. It felt good to move with a purpose again, even if they were just eels in a stream.
