“ A familiar VRBO-like mountain cabin belies a mysterious string of connections, in this resonant meditation on loss, and living across the ages. Fechtor deftly picks up intertwining narrative threads, twisting each one into an inevitably strong and unbroken cord. There's a common ground that Fechtor creates here, between an easy vernacular, and Medieval wonder, a knowing/unknowing that develops the way a darkened space fills with candlelight, as our eyes adjust. A dream on death, loss, grief, and living with life itself. I'm grateful to have heard a reading of the play at the Great Plains Theatre Conference. Brava. ”