Love, war, courage and redemption as swords clash in the Colorado Rockies. An army moves east. The Old Empire is gone. The free towns of the rugged mountains and plains are in the path of conquest. Donald of Fisher, outcast and alone, is in the path of march, searching for his lost love, Rachel, who has been captured by the Raiders—minions of the Prophet.
Harry James Fox has ridden horseback over much of the landscape that appears in his novels, since he was born and raised on a ranch in western Colorado. His love of horses and ancient weapons, as well as his military training make his discussion of military matters gripping and credible.
I am from the USA, born in Colorado. I was raised on a cattle ranch in the western, mountainous part of the state. In many ways, my early life was much more like the 19th century than the 20th. I can’t remember not being able to ride, since I was thrown on a horse’s back when I was still crawling. My parents taught me to be self-reliant and responsible, and brought me up in the Christian faith. In some ways it was a hard life, with lots of bumps and bruises and early responsibility. Did I say there was no modern conveniences? But I would not trade that early life for another.
I served in the US Army and served in Vietnam during the war. Nearly 48 years ago I married my love, Carroll, and we have two sons and six grandchildren. I spent a career in natural resource management with the U.S. Department of the Interior. Upon retirement, we served as missionaries and lived in the Philippines and Thailand for awhile, then I decided to spend more time with writing, which always was an interest of mine.