The redbreast and silvertail greeted the riders of the wind with their veritable bedlam of chirruping as they threaded among the evergreen trees. The forests outside the walled capital, was home to a wide array of birds, beasts and insects. Emily and Edmund feasted their eyes on little brown monkeys jumping from one branch to another while the ashen reindeers hid behind the cover of softwood trees. Squirrels and racoons flitted in and out of the cherrynut bushes, gathering food for the long winter ahead. Sometimes they heard a puma’s roar and sometimes they saw a black bear dive into the dense undergrowth.
As the orange sun spread out its failing wings on a vermillion horizon, all they could do was stare at the astounding beauty of the twilight hue which left them in giddy raptures. Soon,
