'We make a fire at dusk and dance around it in wild leaps to stave off the sharp chill of early frost. I can smell the smoke from the birchwood. '

We make a fire at dusk and dance around it in wild leaps to stave off the sharp chill of early frost. I can smell the smoke from the birchwood. And as night falls, I see that our fire is the only light in this immense primeval darkness.