Over the mountains and far away in a cabin where a woman lives, she has the strangest cloak with a color of red. In the cool crisp air, its now autumn, the leaves dance with the wind. The Clouds fill the air with grays. This woman's name was once Blanchette known as red riding hood sitting in a swing on the front porch with a hot cup of tea, in her deep thoughts as she stared out in the woods.