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In the darkest corners, among the wavering tussocks and the muddy, black bogs the Things dwell. Creeping, crawling, slopping horrors that hide in the gloom of the fen. But fear not for The Maiden of the Moon looks after the village folk. Brightly guiding them through the night, away from the Things who would gobble them up! But who looks after the Maiden? What would the village folk do if she disappeared? Watch out, your legs might turn to jelly and your hair stand on end as two naughty boys tell you a light-hearted story using shadows, puppets and Grannies old junk.