There's sunset chasing. Then there's fog chasing.
You basically just stand there and let the magic unfold in front of you.
Then you bask yourself with the play of shadows and colors, of hidden shapes and formations, but don't let this distract you.
The fog just fans out, envelopes everything into a cold mist then suddenly it spreads away, clearing everything, like nothing happened.
There is something scary in pure white.
If it looks flawless and perfect- doubt it.