Yet with autumn’s beauty comes the early dark. Long before electricity, this season meant a growing, almost sentient night. To the ancients, twilight was not merely the end of the day, it was a threshold. Fires were kindled, shutters were drawn, and people whispered stories to keep the shadows at bay. Today, we forget what it means to live on the edge of the dark. But the people of old had their own lights to guide them: the mysterious Will-o’-the-Wisp, the Hinky Punk, and th
