It is a clear, cool night in the Weald. The stars shine visible for all to see in the deep blue sky. The air is filled with the sounds of chirping insects, and camp members are sharing food around...

Lady Maemori did not like the jungle. She could taste the humidity in the air, a cloying thickness that seeped into her lungs and clung to her pale skin. As if buoyed by the thick air, the grotesque...