In the autumn of that year,
the first chill of winter was felt in the air.
In the autumn of that year,
veterans remembered with horror,
or tried desperately to forget,
the battle that had been fought.
In the autumn of that year,
a boy was born…
We all have a tribe somewhere, it’s just a matter of finding it.
Set in a familiar but fictitious landscape, this evocative fable is the story of a boy’s loss of innocence and the sanctuary he finds in nature, amidst an often brutal world.
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