"A dash back to my craft. I set the coils

to execute a multi-level drop,

hoping by that ploy that I might stop

Oberon’s pursuit, and thereby foil

his wish to do me harm. The engine screamed

and seemed in danger of an overload.

I feared my battery must soon explode

and leave me stranded in some nightmare scene.

"I hit the kill switch, prayed there’d be no fall,

and dropped into a world of glittering white,

slid down an icy slope, and fetched up right

next to a man who stood full ten feet tall.

"He wore a bearskin tied up as a coat

and rode a cart drawn by a pair of goats.