Children's Books
Date(s) Published:
Book 1: September 21, 2014
Book 2: July 4, 2015
Book 3: August 18, 2016
The Adventures of Fawn is a ‘coming of age’ series chronicling the exploits of the precocious, young daughter of legendary reindeer, Comet and Vixen. The year is 1849, and all three tales happen in the months leading up to….but ending just before Christmas. A deadly North Pole blizzard; a fierce, hungry arctic wolf; a scheming sea captain capturing animals to take to a New York City zoo; an evil former elf princess out to destroy the pendulum that enables Santa and company to live for hundreds of years; the trials and tribulations young Kristoff Kringle faced before he became the icon of Christmas; and a conniving stranger with a magic stone determined to steal Santa’s reindeer team …all of this and more await the young reindeer and her companions.
Excerpts
Excerpt from ‘Til the Last
Snowflake Falls
How long they wandered in the blizzard,
they didn’t know. Fawn slipped and hurt her injured leg. It began to throb and
hurt a great deal. Walking on it was becoming more painful with every step she
took.
The falling snow was making her back very
wet, and very slippery. Bunny fell off again, and again, and again. Try as she
might, it became much too difficult for her to stay on for very long.
As Bunny slipped off yet again, Fawn saw
the look of fear and frustration in her eyes.
“Let’s try this.” she shouted.
With her teeth, Fawn gently grabbed Bunny
by the scruff of her neck. She carried her that way, as they struggled through
the cold, biting wind and drifting snow.
Hanging from her friend’s mouth, Bunny
watched as her leg bandage came undone. Then, it went flying off in the wind.
She saw it bounce into a drift or two. Then, it disappeared in the dizzying
whiteness of snow, which blew like a hurricane around them.
“Fawn! Your bandage just came off!”
“There’s nothing much I can do about
that!” answered Fawn, doing her best not to drop Bunny as she called out.
“Right now…a bandage coming off is the least of my worries!”
A voice in Fawn’s head seemed to be
shouting at her, taunting her, “Is this
enough excitement for you?! Do you
still not care how dangerous it is?”
Fawn wanted to argue back, “But I’m just a
kid! I was bored! Sometimes kids say stupid things! Sometimes kids say things
they don’t mean!”
But at that moment, Fawn understood words
once said, cannot be unsaid. She tried her best to shut out the voice. She had
enough trouble at the moment.
“I—I—I’m freezing!” Bunny cried. “I’m
s-s-sorry Fawn!!”
“Why? What for?” Fawn mumbled as she tried
to hold onto Bunny.
“It was my idea to go out looking for
clues! I made you break your promise. Now…we’re probably going to die in this
blizzard.”
Bunny almost slipped from her grasp, as
Fawn scolded her, “Stop that! Don’t talk like that! Don’t even think like that!
Everything is going to be fine! Just remember…together…until the last snowflake
faaallll—”
Suddenly, with Bunny still clenched in her
teeth, Fawn was tumbling down a steep slope. Head over hooves she rolled and
rolled. She never lost her grip on her little friend until they came to an
abrupt stop at the bottom of the hill. Bunny flew from her mouth, up into the
snowy air.
“Aahh!” Fawn cried out in fear. “Bunny!”
She was lying in the snow, unable to move,
and then suddenly Fawn felt something land on her belly. It was Bunny! But, she
wasn’t moving! She just lay there…silent and motionless.
“Bunny! Bunny? Are you alright? Speak to
me! Bunny!!”
She was too weak to raise herself to check
on her friend. The sound of her voice was lost in the roaring winds. Tears
rolled down her cheeks, as she looked at Bunny lying helplessly on her belly.
“Oh…Bunny!” she murmured through her
tears.
Then, she saw shadows approaching. She
could hear voices…but couldn’t make out who they were
Foddle?
Snowman?
But, she couldn’t see…and she couldn’t
stay awake any longer.
Excerpt from Book 2- The
Ona Pendulum
It was at that
very moment…something very strange occurred.
Santa and Wajic
suddenly became motionless, and their faces appeared in energized broken
patterns…almost like shattered, electrified pieces of glass. Every angle of the
fractured pattern sputtered and flashed likenesses of them……but each one
different. In some they looked younger…and in others, older…….and older still.
Fawn, Bunny,
Snowboy and Doctor Weather were all quite surprised and taken aback. They had
absolutely no idea what was happening…or what they should do. The only choice
they had was to stand there powerlessly watching.
Then, just as
suddenly as it began, it stopped.
Looking a bit
overwhelmed, everyone just stood there…watching Santa and Wajic.
“Are you
alright?” asked Fawn.
“Yes…perfectly
fine.” Santa answered. He noticed the concerned looks on everyone’s face, and
added, “Why do you ask?”
The Doctor
explained, “Well…something just happened a moment ago. Very odd! You didn’t
notice? You didn’t feel anything?”
Wajic stretched
his arms and yawned.
“Come to think of
it…I am a little tired all of a sudden.”
Santa brought a
gloved hand up to cover his mouth, as he also yawned.
“Me, too! Hmmm.
That’s very strange! What was it you saw?”
Fawn, Bunny,
Snowboy and Doctor Weather gave them the details of what they’d seen, and with
each piece of information, Wajic looked more and more worried.
Santa noticed.
“What is it, old
friend?”
“I’m not quite
sure, Kris. It could be nothing…or….it could be something! When we get back to
the Village, I’ll head to my workshop and look into it.”
As he yawned a
second time, Santa said, “Let’s just hope it’s nothing serious.”
Excerpt from Book 3-Far
And Yet So Near
Camilla seemed to be having a fairly good
day, and had just finished her fourth game of checkers with Fawn.
“Wow! We’re tied! Are you up for one
more….to see who the winner is?”
Fawn felt relieved her friend was in good
spirits and accepted the challenge.
Camilla was setting up the checker board,
and was just putting the last checkers in place when she suddenly turned her
head thoughtfully toward Fawn. Her emotions came to the fore, as they silently
sat looking at one another, and a single teardrop escaped her eye to run down
her cheek.
In a soft, sincere voice that sounded
almost pleading, she said, “Don’t forget me.”
All at once, the young reindeer felt short
of breath, and she blinked a few times. She knew what Camilla was doing…what
she was saying…and she didn’t want to hear it. She would rather have been
cooped up in her stable stall all day than have to face the fact her friend was
dying. She’d rather be anywhere else, than here….by Camilla’s bedside….having
this conversation.
But they were having this conversation…and Fawn was her friend. Apparently…her only friend!
It suddenly dawned on her that in the
eight weeks she’d been at the Fleming’s home, Fawn had never seen one friend
come to call on Camilla. She didn’t know the reason why…but for some reason,
this charming little girl was friendless…save for her.
Fawn came to Camilla’s side and nuzzled
her head against her arm. Then she stepped back…unsure of what to say or do.
What
would Mum or Dad say?
In an instant…the right words came to her.
“If I should forget you….it would be like
I have forgotten how to breathe.”
For a long time, they stayed like
that…close enough to feel each other’s love…and far enough away to not break
down and cry. Camilla’s tired eyes glistened with tears, and she bit down on
her bottom lip, as she beckoned Fawn nearer. All the reindeer could think of
doing was lay her head in her friend’s lap, and just feel her presence.
Fawn looked up and told her, “My friends
at the North Pole and I have a saying. It always seemed rather cute and
charming before. But now…it hurts me so when I think of the words.”
Softly stroking her head, Camilla asked,
“What is this saying you and your friends have?”
“Friends…..’til the last snowflake falls.”
The girl could feel Fawn’s head tremble as
she broke down in tears, and she tried her best to fight the urge to do the
same.
“You and your friends have a wonderful
saying. It really means that you’ll love each other forever.”
Fawn lifted her head up, and stared into
Camilla’s eyes.
“You……..are my friend…too! You’ll always
have a place in my heart….until the very last snowflake falls. And ever after
as well!”
As Camilla hugged Fawn tightly, she
whispered, “Thank you.”
Standing at the doorway, unnoticed,
Roberta handed a clean handkerchief to Mrs. Fleming, holding one back for
herself. Then, they quietly stepped back from the doorway, leaned against the
corridor wall and cried.
Through almost 40 years as a Santa Claus, Al E. Boy developed quite a repertoire of tales to explain and answer the many questions children ask about Santa, the North Pole, his reindeer, and his friends, the elves.
It was this collection of tales which prompted him to begin writing The Adventures of Fawn. Through the young daughter of legendary reindeer Comet and Vixen, he's been able to weave an exciting, colorful, imaginative world which will delight readers of all ages!
Mr. Boy not only hopes you enjoy these tales, but make reading them part of your Christmas traditions, as well.
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