Dan Fields saved my life in the winter of 1862, or as I found out later, 2010. I had been a Rebel prisoner held by Yankee Captain Dillon Yates, who forced me and my comrades to follow him through a portal in time. We were to be his soldiers in a battle against his cousin, […]
I knew there was a lot more to Allie Fields’ story about her missing daughter than she chose to say, but I followed her directions and started a sketch of the kidnapper. A young man’s face with perfectly aligned features, a belligerent jut to his chin, and a shock of blond hair took shape on […]
When I put on my abuelo’s curandero headdress, I remember all he taught me and I become the curandero. His totem was the snake, symbol of death and rebirth. I have his serpent-entwined staff and have made the snake my totem also. Since I’ve been living among the Anglos, I have seen a dry time worse […]
I’ve always known I was different. I could see things other children could not and I instinctively knew things they didn’t know. I could predict events before they happened – like the arrival of visitors or the exact moment a foal would be born. Later, I found that if I concentrated, I could move objects […]
The beauty of the mountains has shaped Anna Fields’ childhood. The summer she turns 16, severe drought threatens her family’s home. Although Appalachia is poor in many ways, water flowing deep in the earth’s core bubbles to the surface in the springs, creeks and rivers. The mountain ridges and remote hill country of West Virginia […]
I’ve looked at this patch of dirt, these rivers, and these mountain ridges all my life. I was born here in 1838. Then, we had an abundance of water, which flowed down creeks and rivers to the sea. I was here when two great armies clashed in civil war and my farm was part of […]
I’ve never been as firmly attached to this world as Dan. He’s got a wife, a child, a farm and a business – all the things I thought were not important to me. Half of his land should rightly be mine; half of his wealth should rightly be mine. He stole these things from me. […]
I’ve fallen into a world I have a lotta trouble understanding. I survived two tours in the desert war, so I sure as hell should be able to deal with the witchy goings-on in these here hills. I was born and raised not ten miles from the Fields’ farm, so I understand Dan. He was […]
We have been ravaged by raiders for centuries. First, they took our animal furs and our timber. Then, they took our coal and our sand. Now, they’re stealing our water. My family must act. I remember this land when the Indians lived here and panthers roamed the high ridges. Though I now dwell in the […]
When I first met Dan Fields that cold night eighteen years ago, I read his palm and knew he’d traveled from the past and would have an amazing future. I also saw great turmoil confronting him. His young daughter, Anna, has now become my apprentice and I can already see that her powers, though undeveloped, […]
