The mist settles softly, easing the sharp lines of the landscape into a gentle, flowing embrace. The land is caressed by the tender hand of Hine-pūkohu-rangi, the goddess of mist, who gently drapes her with a blanket of warmth and kindness. Everything blurs into a long, meandering milky haze, where stillness reigns. The earth feels embraced, cared for, safe, and fully loved, wrapped in an ethereal calm that soothes both land and spirit
