Whoops forgot to add this one; my current audiobook after Star Diaries. Listening to the Swedish version read by Alma Pöysti. Not part of the "pile of 26 books". Also not sure why I put myself through this one the most depressing of the Moomin books. It's that chafing awkward twilight anxiety of going to hell in a cozy fuzzy handbasket. I love Moominvalley in November which is full dark no stars. "One knows where one has that one" as the expression goes. This one, its predecessor (and the two really are sister books, a duology subset of the greater Moomin canon), is chafingly liminal by comparison. Am I gonna reco it and give it five starts when this reread is done? Heck yes it's a literary masterpiece and Janson is one of the greats for me up there among Shirley Jackson and Karin Boye and Irmelin Sandman Lilius and William Gibson. But when I have a shef full of moomins why did I have to pick this one the most eerie and anxiety-inducing and unfun one? Well because SR aired the audio book version for free a few months back and I snarfed it and didn't get around to it until now.