Little People's Houses in the Forest - 34

The last House I was able to photograph before nightfall was perhaps the most beautiful: it was elongated, and the door was accessed by a wooden staircase. With the lights on, a second door could be glimpsed in the trunk of a nearby tree. The lower floor was illuminated, while in the forest the fog was advancing, covering the path from which I had come.

With a heavy heart, I took one last photograph and turned around. The Burgomaster was waiting for me. I was determined to wrest permission from him to return the next day as well -- I would have pleaded with him if necessary.

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