Back in the deep recesses before the time of natural law, it was established the world needed a disinterested panel to oversee the business of mankind...
High above the land was a suspended mist that housed a board of wizards, priests, and seers. Under the direction of the Ancient Ones, they were directed to guide the course of man's affairs.
When corruption was discovered, they selected from the earth a pair of innocents. Upon the intercession of the Blessed Virgin, one of these transformed into a fox, whose size and cunning permitted access to are as humans could not reach, the remaining innocent took whatever form the board deemed useful.
I'd endured much in my wanderings. Perhaps that was the reason I was protective of the boy. Though Sean wasn't a slave, he nonetheless needed my guidance and shield. He was kind, a somewhat fey lad and I enjoyed his company. How he has fallen prey to Damien Darke was both a mystery and a burden to me.
I did not realize how often the village boys taunted him. How could I have allowed one of my own to become enamored of the treacherous evil? I knew the enticements, yet I failed to keep the boy free of them.
Dee was born in Rochester New York. Currently, she resides in the Chicago area in a small town called Channahon. One of her grandsons (Nik) lives with her. Writing rebuttals to Phil Donahue was her training for the craft of writing. Writing fantasy has become her rebuttal of the current situation in the world. The reality of the world is harsh and each of us needs to escape into a fantasy. Dee has been widowed for many years. The time passed has not diminished her love for her husband (Bill.) Her love for foxes is the driving force of her writing. It is her greatest hope that many readers find their solace in reading her fox tales.
