"What big teeth you have!
She saw how his jaw began to slaver and the room was full of the the clamour of the forest's Liebestod but the wise child never flinched, even when he answered:
All the better to eat you with.
The girl burst out laughing: she knew she was nobody's meat. She laughed at him full in the face, she ripped off his shirt for him and flung it into the fire, in the fiery wake of her own discarded clothing."
Fur, mysterious and smoky resins, fir needle and wine
