Familiar terrain came into view. Jorick passed through the town, following the river, then continued on for twenty minutes. In the distance he could see the tiny silhouette of the brick house. Small, with only five rooms, it boasted a large glass window in the front parlor. Velnya had insisted on it, saying it was to keep up appearances to their mortal neighbors. Though she hadn't spoken the rest aloud, Jorick knew it was because the window meant civilization to her, a sign of ...