"Where is my friend?"

Most think the woman rules the fox, but one wise person perceived in her half-closed eyes and parted lips the face of a sleepwalker, a beast of burden, not a master. This person drove the fox from the woman's shoulders with cinnamon and lye, but freed and wakened the woman walked in circles in the snow, confused, asking, "Where is my friend? I'm cold without my friend," and even led indoors and given food, she soon went out again, but the snow was no longer falling, and by the time the next s...