The Song of the Nightingale

There was a Nightingale that sung her song to the creatures of the wood as they hid their offspring from the stalkers that lurk in the night. She sung in the hopes that her soft melody would ease the burden of these poor animals, but always she was overlooked. The Loon was the talk of the wood, with her odd calls that would make the young rabbits giggle. It was the fashion of the age, and the Loon basked in vogue.

Though the Nightingale was jealous of the Loon, still she sang her tune in the hopes that one day the art that gave her so much joy might be noticed. Each night she could be heard by all, and yet she was met by not but passive scorn. "Your melody is sweet, but look to the Loon! Take note her style and make copy that you may share in her popularity," the Wise Owl advised. But the Nightingale stayed true to her soul, and sang on in her own fashion.

There were a few that gathered to her, for they saw the truth; that the Nightingale sang in harmony with the universe. But there would ne'er be fame for her, as the stalkers of the night were drawn by her voice too, and she was eaten to the dismay of no one.

Then a strange thing happened. As the creatures laid down their heads to sleep, their minds were unsettled. Something was amiss. They had not their Nightingale to sing them to sleep amid the dread of night. Soon, they made their voices heard. "Bring to us the like of the Nightingale, again," they cried to the Loon, and she did her best to oblige. But the Loon could not bring back the song that was missed, as she had not the voice, nor was she accustomed to the nocturne. And so it was that the creatures grew tired of the Loon's quirk. In her stead, they sang the song of the Nightingale in their hearts long after she was gone, and forever was she remembered as the fairest of the songbirds.

The Tiger and the Wolf

           There was a great commotion in the woods one day, the Tiger and the Wolf in mortal combat. The destruction was great and terrifying to all the animals. The Humans, being the newfound rulers of the jungle, were tasked with correcting the situation so that it would not happen again.

            They devised a wooden cage for the beasts, and set off capturing two specimens. “If the Wolf and Tiger are to get along, we must place them close together, that they may learn to love each other,” they said, and placed a Wolf and Tiger in the cage. For a moment all was well, and then the two beasts promptly took to ripping each other to shreds.

            Seeing their failure, the Humans came up with a new idea. “Ah, the problem is their teeth, and their claws,” they theorized. So they caught two more specimens, and defanged and declawed them both. Placing them in the cage, the Wolf and the Tiger hit and gnawed at each other but, being unable to inflict any real damage, they quickly gave up and became docile. “Success!” the humans cried, and released the two into the wild. Unfortunately, the two beasts were unable to catch their prey or defend themselves, and within a few days they were both dead from starvation.

            This puzzled the Humans, who did not know what to try next. One of them theorized “perhaps the best way to tame a Tiger is to turn it into a kitten.” Thus, the Humans took to domesticating the Tigers and Wolves, and cats and dogs came into existence. But they could not tame them all, and still the Humans pondered, as the forest creatures watched in hope.
            So it was that they went to the Wolf, and asked him, "Why do you fight so ferociously with the tiger? What has he done to you to deserve your scorn?" The Wolf replied, "Nothing, he is a gentlemen of highest esteem in my eyes. It is not that he has done me wrong, but that he might do me wrong. It is therefore in my interest to strike first so to gain the upper hand." The same was said by the Tiger when asked why he fought.

This, at long last, brought one of the Humans to his senses. He said to the others “Perhaps it is the case that the Tiger and the Wolf must mix of their own accord, or not at all.” So the Humans agreed to never meddle in the affairs of the wild beasts again, and the forest remained in turmoil for the foreseeable future. 

The Wolf and the Gossiping Hen

It was by unhappy chance that the Grey Wolf was lounging one day near where the Hen and the Cock were having their squabble. “All day you strut about the roost, and I know you have eyes for the other Hens,” the Hen said in jealousy. “That is no more than my common way, what Cocks as I do.” Enraged by this response, the Hen struck first, plucking at the Cock with her beak. But it was the Cock that took the day with ferocity. He took to plucking her and scratching at her with his feet, sending her away in fright. The Wolf, wishing to stay out of this unpleasant business, decided to take his lounging elsewhere.

            Knowing that the animals of the forest would take sides, the Hen took to spreading her side of the story with great vigor. As it passed from one animal to the other, the story grew and grew. Some time later the Grey Wolf was approached by the gossiping Squirrel, who took to rousing him. He said “Wolf, have you heard what was done upon the red Hen? It was the Cock! He plucked at the Hen as she helplessly tried to save her eggs from his terror!” He went on, “You, as the great strength of the forest, must act against the Cock so to restore the Hen’s honor!” The Wolf, having had seen the altercation and knowing that neither party was deserving of his sympathy, said, “Nay, brother Squirrel, I will have none of this game.”

            Hearing this response, the Squirrel informed the animals of the Wolf’s decision. “He takes the side of the Cock! What a brute he is, and always has been!” The animals took to the Wolf, and soon he too was hated as much as the Cock himself. They gathered round him, and the red Hen came forth to say, “If you side with those who are strong, then we who are strong together side against you! Be away from the forest, for we no longer wish your company!” And so the Grey Wolf obliged.

            He turned from the forest, and said as he left, “Better to spend my days alone, for there is no room for reason when creatures give credence to the word of gossiping hens.”

A Cinematic Treatment: The Visions of Robert Schumann

There was once a great composer of classical music, married to a famous pianist who adored his work. Roberta and Clara were their names, Schumann. Here were two of a kind that believed in a more mature ideal of God, one that underlines nature and the universe as principle. In science Robert found his inspiration, and in Clara he found his muse. He used his music to sing the exaltation of his beautiful wife, and the God that he saw working through her fingers. As he would write, his soul would present him with beautiful melodies, which he knew to be from God by the look of love on the faces of his audience, as Clara played on the piano.

It came to pass that another young composer, Johannes Brahms, came to stay and study with Robert in order to learn his craft. Upon hearing the notes that sprung forth, Robert immediately recognized that some day Brahms would outdo him musically, and the subtlest of jealousy took hold. This was solidified when Clara saw the same in the young composer, that Brahms was to be the most important of men in the world of music.

As Robert slept one night, he was awoken by a noise in the garden. A melody played to his ears more beautiful than any he had heard prior. At first Robert was jealous, thinking that it was Brahms who composed this magnificent melody, but it was not Brahms that he found in the garden.

Here is the actually melody that he heard that night in the garden.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4Xq7OALKdM

Instead of Brahms, he found his musical idol, Franz Schubert, playing to him in the darkness. He had a violin upon his shoulder, and every note that he played set Robert's ears on fire. Chills ran down the composer's spine, perhaps because the utter beauty of the melody, or perhaps because Franz Schubert, the man he saw in front of him, had been dead for many years.

Here was a man whose understanding of God is defined entirely by nature and science, and yet before his eyes stands not only a ghost, but a ghost of his most treasured idol. He could not believe his eyes! Still, he took every note down that Schubert played, and in the morning set to composing his latest work. He secluded himself, dedicating his time entirely to this masterpiece. So much was his dedication, that Clara was forced to spend most of her time in the company of Brahms, who was staying with them as Robert's apprentice.

Concerned by this bout of isolation, Clara followed Robert into the garden one night. There, she saw him composing and was much relieved. Strange though, she heard also her husband speak. He spoke to the air in front of him, and referred to the person he spoke to as Franz. This concerned her deeply, and she went to the doctor at once.

When the doctor arrived and explained why he was there, Robert flew into a rage. He had kept his relationship with the apparition a secret from all. How dare Clara sneak about behind his back like this! He accused his wife of infidelity with Brahms, and cast Brahms from his home.

The doctor explained to Clara that there was a good chance that Schumann was suffering from an illness of the mind, but she would not believe that. Schumann's music had touched the hearts and souls of too many for this apparition to be untrue. If Schumann said that Franz Schubert was singing God's word to him from the dead, then that was what was happening.

After a time, Robert calmed himself, and called Brahms back to stay with him and Clara. For a while, things were as they should have been, but this did not last. Robert began to have another vision, one that gave him no melodies, and set him to grave fear. It was a small black creature that followed him about wherever he went, hiding in the shadows. It would yell obnoxiously as Robert listened to Brahms' music, and stare at him from the darkness in the dead of night. He tried his best to ignore the creature, but it attacked him one night during a long period of isolation. Robert went screaming through the house, brandishing a knife. As Clara went to calm her husband, he swiped at her with the knife, cutting the palm of her hand.

It was then that Robert realized that he truly was mentally ill. He went to the doctor to see what could be done, and the doctor gave him medicine which made him ill. Unable to compose, the creature still following him, again Robert flew into a rage. He attacked Brahms this time, accusing him again of sleeping with his beloved Clara. Coming to his sense, Robert realized that he was endangering those he loved with his actions, and he threw himself from a bridge in the dead of winter.

Robert was fished out of the river, and brought home. He asked to be placed into an asylum for the mentally insane, where his symptoms only increased. Day and night he was struck with fear, and the creature grew in his mind. Some time later Clara came to see him, but he could not speak, for the terror was too great. She said her final goodbye, and days later he died.

Clara and Brahms were present for the autopsy, where the surgeons discovered a mass in Robert's skull. The Doctor had seen such a mass in the skulls of other patients who had similar visions. He informed Clara that it was his opinion that the mass was the cause of Schumann hearing melodies, and seeing visions of angels and demons. Clara faced a great dilemma. She would not believe that the music of the man she had dedicated her life to was the result of the tumor which had killed him. She knew that Schumann's music was the voice of God, and yet it could not be, for how could god be this vile, toxic tumor which had killed her beloved husband?

To earn some money for Robert's funeral, Clara performed a benefit concert, playing Robert's music for many royals. As she played, she looked to the faces of the audience. Joy, sorrow, love; these were the expressions they had as she played for them Robert's tunes. And then she came to know the truth, that it was not because of Robert's disease that he had been the instrument of God, but in spite of it.

Dark Fables for Modernity: The Ant Queen and the Blue Birds

There once was an Ant Queen whose empire encompassed many miles. Her armies were massive, and her workers numbered in the millions. She built for herself a great ant hill that reached far into the air; the greatest achievement of any kind in all the forest's history.

            Looking down upon it, the Blue Birds became jealous of its height. They saw it as a threat. They said, “Only we are to dominate the heights. What right do ants have to be this high in the air?” And thus they took to spreading hatred among the animals for the Ant Queen. “Look, this Ant Queen seeks to control all the forest. She would have her armies do away with us all if it suited her. A fortress of that height is unnatural, and must be torn down.”

            And so many of the Animals went to war with the Ants, and a battle was fought to save the forest from the supposed threat. In the end, the animals succeeded in dethroning the queen, and the great ant hill was demolished.

            Before its demise, the ant hill had an unexpected effect upon one of the more curious creatures in the forest. The Humans, who hunted and gathered in the land, looked down upon it, and one of them had an idea. “What if we were to make such a fortresses for ourselves? Then we would not have to sleep in the cold rain all night.” The Humans took to the trees; cutting them down, and constructing crude homes out of them. The Blue Birds, having had their homes cut down by the Humans, squawked in dismay “What have you done? You were not supposed to take the Ants as examples!” To which the Humans responded “Perhaps it is better to ignore your foe, than lead others to him who might join in his cause.”

Dark Fables for Modernity: The Bear and the Beavers

It came to pass that one day the Bear spotted a group of Beavers making a dam at the base of the stream from which all life in the forest draws its nourishment. Seeing that his hunting grounds would be diminished if the stream were clogged, he confronted the Beavers, and tore down their wooded dam. Enraged, the Beavers cried, “Why, Bear, do you constantly obstruct the natural progress of the helpless forest animals?” The Bear replied, “Show me a time prior to this instance that I have obstructed nature, as you say!” Now the Beaver, being cunning in their wit, said, “do you not obstruct the Salmon on their route to their birthing place?” Seeing an opportunity, the Salmon chimed in “He does do that! He does do that!” Soon the whole forest was in an uproar against the Bear, each animal with their own gripe against the oaf. Unable to see the fallacy in the Beaver’s accusations, the Bear was left speechless with no one to defend him. He lumbered away in his muddle-headedness, leaving the Beavers to their work.

            Not long after the bear returned to find a great lake where once the stream had been. The salmon looked to the bear, and said, “Our habitat is ruined, our children are forsaken, and you did nothing to stop this! Leave for now and forever!” Once again the rest of the forest chimed in, who had since been uprooted by the lake, and drove the Bear from the forest once and for all.

            The bear responded as he lumbered away, “The role of the righteous is not to be envied.”

Dark Fables for Modernity: The Spider and the Arrogant Fly

 There once was a Spider, young and wise. He spun his web in the open where the foolish Flies buzzed, but not a single one flew into his web. Seeing the Spider’s struggle, the arrogant Fly landed below his web, and called the other animals to his side. “Cast your eyes upon this fool, who spins webs were his prey might easily spot him. Laugh at him, and his folly.” And the animals did laugh; all but the Spider who, to the surprise of all, thanked the Fly. “A fool indeed,” said the Fly, “this spider does not even know when he is being mocked!” With that, the Fly took off into the air, and was gone.

            A curious Squirrel climbed up to the Spider, and inquired, “Why have you thanked he who has made you out to be a dullard?” At this, the Spider smiled and said “I love my boastful enemy, for he shows me my weakness, as well as his own.” With that, the spider crept into a hollow log, where he spun a new web. There, hidden from sight, he caught many insects who passed through unsuspectingly. Among the Spider’s victims was the arrogant Fly, who he promptly had for supper.

Dark Fables for Modernity: The Bear and the Grasshopper

 A bear was trouncing through the woods one day, and stomping upon all the grass, ruining the food for Grasshoppers. Enraged, the Grasshopper confronted the Bear. “You fool,” he said “what an oaf you are, stepping upon my lunch!” The Bear responded in kind, “Aye, but what a fool you are for not eating it before I got here!” And so they went, arguing and debating, while the hyenas surrounded them, and laughed.

            After much heat and frustration, the Bear, sick of the Grasshopper, stepped upon him, and went beck to trouncing the grass. Having witnessed the gruesome sight, one Hyena looked to another and said in a grim tone “Antagonism is the death of persuasion.”

How to Write a Cinematic Fugue

It was at one time the highest test of the composer to construct a fugue. J.S. Bach, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Johannes Brahms, these were the likes of men who mastered this revered art. Since they have passed, fugue has been all but lost to popular artists, and the word itself has been out of the practical public lexicon for some time. Yet the word does get used occasionally, albeit in the completely wrong sense. The true meaning of the word has been utterly lost to the public. Here is a commonly used definition for the word, which would be regarded as legitimate by most modern music professors. “A fugue is a compositional technique in two or more voices, built on a subject (theme) that is introduced at the beginning in imitation (repetition at different pitches) and recurs frequently in the course of the composition.” That definition is from the wikipedia article detailing fugue, and is hardly practical. If you are not a music person you probably have no idea what it means. In this treatise, we will rediscover the fugue in its original intention as it relates to storytelling.
            “To fugue” means to chase. That is how Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and Handel would have used the word. Here is an excerpt from Johann Josef Fux’s Gradus Ad Parnassum on counterpoint where he addresses the definition.

“Fugue takes its name from the [German] words fugere and fugare - to flee and to pursue - a derivation confirmed by a number of eminent authors.” - J.J. Fux, 1725

Thus, the combination of fugere and fugare led to the term fugue. It is a bit hard to imagine how a chase would be worked into a piece of classical music, however, upon gazing at a score of one of Bach’s fugues, the chase becomes clear.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PL81D26D4A47388279&feature=player_detailpage&v=ipzR9bhei_o#t=170

(Please skip to 2:50 in the video for the beginning of this fugue.)

Developed from the musical round, fugue involves one musical line chasing another. Notice that the blue musical line in Bach's fugue enters first, then the orange line enters with the same gesture afterwards, and off they go! As it relates to storytelling, the equivalent of a musical line is a character, or a group of characters.
            There are seven story elements that comprise a fugue that I have observed; environment, character, condition, devices, goals,  dominance, and complexity. It should be noted that the order of presentation here says nothing of the hierarchical order of elements within a given fugal sequence. Each element may be just as important as the others, depending on the demands of the fugue itself.

Environment – The setting and forces relating to that setting in which the fugue takes place.

A character may go through many settings in the course of a chase. Each environment has its own unique obstacles and dangers. For this reason we break environment into two parts. The first part is that of things which both the character chasing and the character being chased must overcome, circumvent, or use to their advantage. Examples of these elements include stairs, crowds, corn fields, mud, etc. A character is presented with an obstacle that slows them down, thus putting them at risk of capture. The second part of environment is those elements of environment that threaten the very life of both parties. Examples of this type include mine fields, narrow bridges, falling trees, raging fires, collapsing buildings, traffic, quicksand etc. Adding this element to a scene adds a dimension of man vs nature, in addition to the already prevalent element of man vs man, man vs animal, or man vs machine, as is the case in James Cameron’s The Terminator. In both cases, lethal and non-lethal, gravity is added to the scene through a heightening of stakes, thus drawing in and holding the audience’s attention. One can easily see why considering environment would be a handy tool to any writer when planning out a fugal sequence. The more interesting the environment, the more interesting the action will be.

Character – the attitudes or nature of a character.
This is pre-established prior to the onset of a fugal sequence, and it may also develop during the sequence itself as we discover parts of a character that are only present in life-threatening situations. The nature of a character determines the structure that the fugue takes. If the character being chased is smart, he will take his pursuer through densely populated areas in the hopes of eluding him. If the character doing the chasing is fearless, then he will chase his prey to the ends of earth, no matter what conditions may be thrown at him. If the character being chased feels the heat on his heels, then he will throw things in the path of his pursuer in an attempt to trip him. If the character doing the chasing is unstoppable, then these things with be thrown to the side effortlessly. And so on and so forth.
Han Solo is perhaps one of the greatest fugal characters of all time. Take a look at what he does when being chased by star destroyers. His attitude and character is displayed perfectly with his iconic line, "Never tell me the odds."
The Empire Strikes Back - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTp8mKFxmbg

Devices – The toys which the players use against each other.
This entails anything that the characters use to their advantage, be it a gun, a trashcan that they tip over to obstruct the other character’s path, or even their fists. Not only may a character use things that hurt their opponent, but they may also use things to aid themselves. A character with a broken leg would do well to grab a crutch when being chased by a healthy pursuer, just as a hunter would be wise to use his night vision goggles while searching for his prey.

Goals - What the players must do to survive.
In order to extend the scene to its full and complete form, characters can be given goals within the scene that they must achieve in order to get out of their circumstance. This is often determined by either the over-arching plot or one of the other elements of fugue. A character who is wounded in the leg must find a crutch; if a wall presents itself for the character, he must climb over it; if the damsel in distress is dangling from a speeding train, he must save or catch her while being chased, etc.
Notice in this scene how Malcolm must get his buttocks off of the gear shift in order for their vehicle to move fast enough to escape. In order for him to do so, he must first overcome his fear of the giant T-Rex.
Jurassic Park - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1G6MhFi0cM

Condition – The physical state of the players.
This is both pre-determined before the onset of the fugal sequence, and determined during its development. The progress of condition is conveyed visually through the cues that the storyteller gives to the audience regarding the state of the character’s appearance, as well as vocally by the characters. If the character is bloody, then he’s probably not doing very well and the stakes are heightened. If a character is overweight, then the fugue will be short lived lest other elements come into play. He will have trouble jumping across rooftops, and he will roll down hills rather than run.
Take a look at Cameron’s The Terminator. In the final climactic battle, the two protagonists are badly injured from their struggles.  This hinders their flight. The terminator itself is also injured in the scene, hindering its persuit, but also making it that much more terrifying.
The Terminator (my apologies for the poor quality) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KeniFoiT-0

Dominance – who is chasing who, and the shifts of that paradigm.
 Often times in chases, the chaser becomes the one being chased. When this occurs, a shift results in the minds of the audience as to who is dominant in the scene. This element is a vital tool for the writer who wishes to develop a sequence while holding the audience’s attention. This shift may occur as a result of any of the previous elements listed. If the attitude of a character being chased becomes one of renewed vigor, then he may turn upon his pursuer, and either engage him or overwhelm him, in which case the direction of the chase would be reversed. This reversal, when coupled with catharsis and the already high stakes of the scene, can have a hugely intense effect on the audience. A famous example of this element used in a highly successful movie is in Bonnie and Clyde, when the gang of robbers led by Warren Beatty, having stolen Gene Wilder’s car, are being chased by Wilder through the country. Wilder has a change of attitude based on the notion that the people who stole his car may have guns. He turns his car around, and so do the gang. Thus, the chaser becomes the chased.

Complexity – How many players or teams of players there are.
            In music, there are two, three, and four part fugues. This means that in a four part fugue, there are four separate lines chasing one another. There are also double fugues, where two themes are fugued at once. A truly skilled writer will be able to craft a fugue where many characters are chasing many others, and multiple chases are going on at the same time.

Conclusion – The Integration of Elements
Each of the seven elements, when added to a scene and developed properly, results in a tug of war. If the character being chased has a strong attitude despite being shot in the leg while fighting their way through a crowd and being shot at, it will still appear as though the character is going to win. Conversely, if a character has a poor attitude but has every advantage, the audience will still feel an inevitable collapse in the character’s fortune sometime in the near future. The condition of a character will have a bearing on the audience’s impression of a character’s attitude, regardless of any corresponding change. When a character is shot in the leg but doesn’t miss a beat, the communicated message to the audience is that the injured character is invincible. Each of the four elements, when added individually, will resonate in the audience, and result in a shift of the other three elements. The tug of war between the elements of the fugal sequence that takes place during a fugue is what communicates who is winning in the sequence.
Stakes obviously play an enormous role in the development of fugue. Each of the elements is used to increase tension and stakes, thus making the audience member gravitate toward the sequence, and even come back for multiple viewings. The most intense form of chase is one where the sympathetic character is weak, bogged down, and being chased, while the antagonist is invincibly strong and chasing him with the intent of murder. This is because such a situation adds gravity to the sequence through heightened tension; the possibility for victory of our hero is low, and the possible outcome is of the highest intensity. 

I theorize that the appeal of fugue has its roots in our evolutionary makeup. Our Paleolithic ancestors participated in chases on a semi-regular basis, where they would be forced to flee from predators suddenly, and often through dense forest. One would think that such a thing would not be entirely pleasant, but mother nature is paradoxical. When we look at long distance runners crossing the finish line, or marathoners coming to a halt after so many miles, the look on their face is that of anguish and exhaustion. This is not so with sprinters. The look on a sprinters face, win or lose, is almost always one of joy. That is because our body reacts to the completion of short bursts of speed with pure happiness; the happiness of being alive after escaping a predator. It is possible that fugue has additional advantages as well. We know from recent studies that heavy exertions of energy such as sprinting and short bursts of intense weight training increases learning ability through the release of brain derived neurotrophic factor to the brain. [1][2] Think about it: you’re in the woods being chased by a cougar. It is completely necessary that you are able to process the world around you at a faster speed so as to escape, and those humans which evolved to do this would be those that survived to procreate. It is my theory that aesthetic fugues have the same effect; by imitating the experience of being chased, they release BDNF into the brain, connecting neurons and allowing you to process larger amounts of information. In other words, chase scenes make you smarter! Can it be that fugue is objectively both pleasurable and valuable to humans, and that Bach understood this fact intuitively? I most certainly think it is!

The following is a list of fugues which employ some or all of the elements which I have described. Be sure to pay attention to what is going on inside you as the scenes play out. I’m certain you’ll find that what was thought to be mindless action is in fact causing a very interesting effect inside your mind.

The Road Warrior - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bmf-HCCZYOg

Fast and Furious 6 - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4JZKEN_vpzY

The Terminator & Terminator 2 (Both films are essentially giant fugues) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I0EbZL8J5c

The Blues Brothers - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMagP52BWG8

The Great Train Robbery (that’s right, what is popularily known as the first film was indeed a fugue) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bc7wWOmEGGY

The Dark Knight - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCQxhof9RlI

Raiders of the Lost Ark - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pr-8AP0To4k

Under Seige 2

Beethoven's "Great Fugue" - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjUh11EPGcM

Sources
[1] http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/12086747
[2] http://jp.physoc.org/content/587/13/3221.abstract

Dark Fables for Modernity: The Spider and the Fawn

There once was a mother who left her fawn’s upbringing to the care of the animals of the woods. “An open mind will bring diverse knowledge to my child,” she said, and she sent the Fawn on her merry way.

            Seeing the Fawn in need of direction, a small black Spider approached. He whispered in the Fawn’s ear “perhaps you are a beaver. Go help them with their dam.” The Fawn, being open minded, sprang into the water, gathering wood and bringing it to the Beavers. But the Fawn was clumsy, and could not swim well. She broke the dam, and the Beavers yelled her away.

            Again the Spider whispered in the Fawn’s ear “if not that, then perhaps you are a crow. Go fly with them.” So the Fawn spread her legs, and attempted to fly. “No, no” said the Spider, “you must be a baby crow. Go up to the nest with your brothers.” The Fawn promptly climbed a tree, and sat in the nest. For a moment all was well, until the tree branch began to bend and break under the weight of the Fawn. The nest came tumbling down, and the mother Crow squawked and squawked and made the little Fawn run away.

            Having brought disruption to the forest, the animals grouped together, and berated the black Spider. “That is quite enough of that, Mr. Spider. I think you have done enough whispering for one day.” Then they turned to the Fawn, and said “it’s time to go home to your mother. She will tell you what to do from now on. Your mind is too open for this forest.” Terrified, the Spider turned to the Fawn. “Hide me from these beasts, lest they squash me for helping you!” But the Fawn, having closed her mind, refused him. “So your mind is now toned with logic,” said the Spider, “fine, but hear this logic; I have helped you in honesty, now please reciprocate the gesture.” The Fawn agreed to this reasonable request, and the Spider climbed into her ear, and up into her head.

            At once the Spider began spinning her web in the caverns of the Fawn’s skull. With its many legs he took up fiddling with the gears and buttons that controlled the Fawn.

The Fawn was not seen for many days, and a search party was sent out. When the animals found the Fawn, she was high up in a nook, hidden deep in a damp cave on the edge of the forest. A web was all around her, and she was chewing on the grubs of the cave. Her mother was called, and she tried to reason with the Fawn. “Please, dear, come down from that nook and graze on this fine grass out here in the sunshine.” But the Fawn’s mind was closed now, and she only looked around for more grubs.” The Mother, beside herself, raged at the Spider. “How dare you, foulest of animals in the wood. You are a manipulator of youth, and an evil creature at that. You are a fool that knows nothing of how to raise children.” Hearing these words, the Spider leaned out of the Fawn’s ear.

“It is you who is the fool. You should have known that Spiders spin cob-webs in open minds.”