
The Doe, the Fawn, and the Quiet Meadow
In the pale hour before sunrise, a young fawn asks his mother why she, so much larger and swifter than the hounds she fears, still trembles at their distant voices. Her honest answer, and the quiet fate of a fox who tried to bargain away a friend, leave a gentle lesson resting in the wet grass as the meadow returns to its ordinary peace.
Retold from Aesop's Fables, translated by George Fyler Townsend.