In the hidden corners of the world, in the tall grasses and shaded woods past the pasture fence, where only the scurrying paws of smaller creatures tread, the passions and dreams of tiny lives play out with an extravagant, though unremarked, flourish. For all known time, packs and bands of different critters have moved across the land, each kind fighting, competing, and, occasionally, working with one another to scratch out a life in the harsh world of animals.
No animal’s life, however, has been known to be as precarious and fraught with danger as the life of a common mouse. Lived out in a field, forest, or under the floorboards, it’s said that, universally, a mouse’s life is short, scared, and of little importance other than to fill the belly of a larger beast or bird of prey.
Try though they might to organize themselves into tribes, bands, and even build out small settlements in the great woods and endless meadows of the unseen lands, every mouse has met a tragic and short end.
Legends say, however, that one mouse, named Meister Bramblelock, was believed to be immortal.