It had been far too long since he had passed through these woods. Even with the fog and impending rain, he enjoyed being in the forest again. His cloak covered him and he knew that should the rain start the trail would lead him to the friendly house where there would be warmth and food.<br/><br/>As he walked, he wondered if there would be companionship there this day. Prior times, long ago he met fellow travelers there. He smiled to himself at the thought.<br/><br/>Stopping, he became aware of the aroma of wood smoke in the air. His trail was sure and the house was nearing. It pleased him to know that the arrival would be soon.<br/><br/>He walked on through the silent woods. The clearing presented itself through the trees and he knew that he would be there soon. Soon, the distinct outline of the roof was visible and he knew he was there.<br/><br/>Trying to see through the trees he saw what looked to be a horse and rider. The fog was thickening and he wasn't sure. He rubbed his eyes and looked again and then saw nothing but the house. Wondering if his eyes were deceiving him he walked on to the house.<br/><br/>The sky opened up and rain started to fall as he reached the door and opened it. The warmth and aroma of the house was welcoming to him. He walked in the familiar house glad to be back.