Famous London weather phenomenon

Usage examples of fog.

Venerian lives upon the bottom of an everlasting sea of fog and his thin epidermis, utterly without pigmentation, burns and blisters as frightfully at the least exposure to actinic light as does ours at the touch of a red-hot iron.

For a moment the insides of his eyeplates fogged, quickly adsorbed by the semi-porous plastic.

Coming down the High Sierras slope, they ran into a large area of fog of the advection type.

He looked around sharply, at the empty street and the river blurred in cottony advection fog.

Above the fog banks a wrack of cloud had gathered, the aerophane was coated with a glittering mist.

Up ahead, barely visible in the rain-swept fogged plastic of the aft canopy, the dark gray shape of the carrier Shaoguan materialized out of the clouds, the deck of the ship seeming impossibly small in the vast waters below.

Two attempts were ineffectually made to gain soundings, and the extreme density of the fog precluded us from any other means of ascertaining the direction in which we were driving until half past twelve, when we had the alarming view of a barren rugged shore within a few yards, towering over the mast heads.

Corentin, who was with Hulot, looked towards the summit in the direction pointed out by Barbette, and, as the fog was beginning to lift, he could see with some distinctness the column of white smoke the woman told of.

He sent an occasional arrow up towards the barbican, but the thickening smoke hung like fog and he could scarcely see his targets.

Lawrence Island, but the fog hung like a blanket over the sea as they passed through the waters now known as Bering Straits.

Looking once more from the window, Bibbs sculptured for himself--in the vague contortions of the smoke and fog above the roofs--a gigantic figure with feet pedestaled upon the great buildings and shoulders disappearing in the clouds, a colossus of steel and wholly blackened with soot.

A burst of dazzling sunshine struck the bridge so fiercely that Kyller lifted his hand to shield his eyes, but it was gone instantly as the Blucher dashed into another clammy cold bank of fog.

The Cheetah could send bee-bots to track and target the enemy vehicles, but the Shadow could release a fog of bomblets that destroyed the bees.

The business of the Book Fair continued, and she maneuvered through it in a fog, words like print run, cover art, and mild bookish jokes, washing over her.

Shar peered ahead into the psychedelic fog, every muscle and nerve alive with tension, and started when Tom Cadge tapped her shoulder.