Chapter 1
Chapter One
Hey, Ding a Ding, What A Tale I Shall Tell
“A very, very long time ago, the Creator used his supernatural powers to create the world, including the brownies.
The brownies were the only beings living in England for many, many years. Then, man appeared, and the brownies learned to live among them; however, the brownies learned only some children could see them.
One small girl, among all the children, loved every part of nature around her.
She also recognized that a great Creator made all that she saw.
She spent her days coming closer to nature and its Creator.
She started seeing the power residing within nature.
She also began speaking to the brownies on a regular basis, and the brownies taught her how to use nature’s power.
At the same time the young girl was interacting with the brownies, a young boy on the other side of the country also began to see the brownies.
Unfortunately, he found them ugly and wanted to rid the land of them.
He, too, saw the power within nature and began to learn how to use it.
Eventually, he learned he could use the power in an evil manner which he could than manipulate in such a way that he hoped would make the brownies disappear.
The first time he attempted his new-found ability, it did make a brownie vanish, but he learned it only work temporarily for the brownie reappeared some hours later.
When that first disappearance occurred, the brownies quickly spread the word about what this man could do. Even though his first attempt was temporary, they knew he would eventually learn how to make the effect permanent.
When the daughter of the first young girl learned about the evil man’s ability, she began seeking a means of using the power to protect the brownies.
Over time, she learned to weave a ward around any area where the brownies lived.
Eventually, the two opposing families moved to other areas of the country to either protect or eliminate the brownies.
Even today, there is one who weaves protective wards throughout the country, and one who continues move around seeking brownies he can eliminate.”
Three young, enthralled faces, eyes intent and mouth agape, stared rivetingly upon the storyteller.
The youngest, only three years of age, beseeched, “Tell ‘nother, ‘izzy.” His brother and sister nodding in unison.
All three than began chanting, “Tell another, tell another.”
Holding up her hand, the young storyteller said softly, “It is time for bed. I hear your mother approaching. She will tuck you in and kiss you good night, but if you are very good, I will tell your more about the brownies tomorrow.”
All eyes then sought the door as they heard the handle turn.