Humans sitting around a fire, surrounded by darkness. The darkness is unknown, vast—intriguing, but unsettling–terrifying, even–if one stares into the something-nothingness a little too long.
The darkness always threatens to creep in upon the jagged, imperfect circle of light. Sometimes it seems as if it could swallow it entirely. But the humans have one powerful weapon to keep it at bay:
Some sing songs, tell stories or draw pictures in the sand to enchant the darkness away for a time. Some cook food or make warm blankets; some bring wood for the fire or stoke the embers long into the night. Some hold the hands of the anxious and frightened or care for the sick. Some speak to the creatures of the forest that wander by or stop to stay. Some teach, some listen; some keep watch. But all—all—huddle together around the fire bringing warmth one to the other.
And thus the humans stave off the darkness until it comes time to cross out of the circle and into the vast beyond.