The formless mist sometimes brought strange hallucinations and stranger thoughts-like that odd member of the Rorschach inkblot set, the one sheet of cardboard which is blank.

The boy whose growth they had watched from the formless mists of babyhood was losing his personality, dissolving hour by hour before their very eyes.

Then he walked directly out of town until the open ground that faced him blended into a formless mist.

Nothing but a gray and formless mist, pulsing slowly as if with inchoate life.

Suddenly the room faded, the walls swirled away into formless mist.

Standing on rocks he saw nothing about him but a grey formless mist, and far away (yet black and clear and hard) the Mountains of Mordor: the fire seemed very red.

Just outside the circle of white powder, a blob of formless mist was rising from the ground, thickening and coalescing into a human form-but a mangled human form.

Near the horizon the sun was smouldering dimly, almost obscured by formless mists and vapors, which gave an impression of mass and density without outline or tangibility.

And then she was gone into a netherworld of formless mist, of stars that shone from below the ground.

The fae of this world believe that they woke from the formless mists before humanity, and as such are and have always been the rulers of the world.