It was quite dark with only a waning crescent moon overhead. Stars twinkled boldly, high above them like a canopy of suspended flickering candles in a near cloudless sky. Odo sat, leaning against a wooden gate with a blanket draped over his shoulders and Charlotte leaned against him, she also had a thick blanket covering her to ward off the chill and damp. Periodically they would walk the perimeter of the small field and then return to the gate where they ...