“Let there be daemons of dark, that they may move unto the lesser light, beneath the cover of a moonless night Let there be greater light, that they may drift deep into bloodful caverns cometh the sun. And thus it was, by God’s purging light, that the moon-fiends disapparated, set alight.”         The winds of snow blew harsh against the higher alps, dividing the clouds that had taken abode over morning’s light. As it fell unto earthen peaks, the frost me