Nu blir det en liten saga, skriven av mig: Lurking through the shadows, evading being seen, the young man glided through the forest. Barely disturbing the branches and leaves that lie on the forest floor, he slid almost like a cat. But beneath all this apparent serenity, his heart pounded like a smith on his anvil. He could almost swear that anyone within a thousands leagues had to be able to hear him. Apparently no one did though, since he was still alone and not a shout or a word was uttered at him. One more tree, one more passing cleared. Almost there now, almost done with what he had to do. Almost a clearing, almost a mission accomplished. The barge lay on the shore as it was supposed to, gently rocking in the calm spring breeze. He quietly glided into the still cold waters of Lady Lake and used a few swim-strokes to get to where he was heading. He quietly levered himself onto the barge, and snuck towards a nearby door, opened it and stepped through. “Nobody there”, he thought as ...