The wind whisks the surface of the lake up into soft, white peaks. Surrounding the waves, the grass is short and wet and mossy and green. Amidst the nature is a perfectly settled home made from stone and wooden beams. Smoke escapes from the small chimney, but this is the only evidence of life in this out-of-the-way place.
Inside a man with broad shoulders and thin waist smokes on a plain cigarette and plays solitaire while he waits for the fire to boil the water for coffee. He is waiting for something else, too, only he isn’t sure what exactly.