Home is the place where, when you have to go there,
They have to take you in.
Robert Frost, “The Death of the Hired Hand”
The wolves run on through the evergreen forests in their eternal pursuit of the deer. For their part, the deer lead the wolves on a deadly chase. Each hones the other to perfection by natural selection. It is not only the weak and the old who falter and fall,but the inefficient—the ones who stray too far from the edge. To those who do the dance, whether deer or wolf, belongs the day and the future. It is not a good day to die.It never is. So, the wolves run on through the evergreen forests.