Where once there was fog, or maybe dense mist, but probably definitely fog, now there lies smoke.
Like an incredibly dense super-fog, the smoke hides all it touches...
Has the averagely tall Napoleon's dastardly plan paid off? Is everyone dead? Will the Russians find their way out of this hyper-fog-mist-smoke-hybrid?
We'd be lying if we said it wasn't on.
It really, really, really is.
We're really, really, really sure now.
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