Deep in the forest there is a log cabin atop a hill. It was surrounded by birches and sycamores that rustled with every morning breeze and made the sunlight fall in latticed tessellations about the yard. Now the moon had supplanted the sun’s position and a silver light graced through the foliage that shaded the cabin.



Inside the cabin a warm fire was set, the plates and crockery were packed away, while the windows and doors wer