A story rides on its own melting

I've been disenchanted with the title RdK (Ridiculous Kinky) for some months now, but couldn't think of any others...  I've long admired the title Midnight in the Garden in Good and Evil, and wanted something in that vein... Then, last night, editing a bit of Christopher's dialogue, he said it .  The Evening's Land- ah!  A working title is likely to change, of course, but I'm rather delighted with it.

Now, to keep the The or not.... 

Thought for the day, from The Figure a Poem makes, by Robert Frost:

"Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. A poem may be worked over once it is in being, but may not be worried into being. Its most precious quality will remain its having run itself and carried away the poet with it. Read it a hundred times: it will forever keep its freshness as a petal keeps its fragrance. It can never lose its sense of a meaning that once unfolded by surprise as it went."