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We chatted the night away in front of Judith’s warm fire, and when our eyes wouldn’t stay open we hit the hay on a bed of soft blankets and pillows. The long traveling and excitement of the late evening meant I slept like the dead.
There was, however, an interruption to my bliss. At some late hour, well past the time when the fire ceased to burn, a noise awoke me. My eyes fluttered unwillingly open and I scanned the room. All was quiet and still, and there was nary a peep out of my bed mates.
Movement outside one of the windows caught my attention. A shadow flitted past the glass. My heart quickened as I rose onto my arms and squinted. There came the same noise again, like rocks against glass. I strained my ears, but the noise didn’t repeat itself.
However, a new noise took i
