“Aaron had often heard men talk of the white buck, heard them swear it was bad luck to shoot it. He had heard them say there had been generations of white deer around Prosperity Creek, and the Indians thought they carried magical powers. Some of the Indians had claimed if you dared to kill a white deer one of your family members would die within a year. Others claimed seeing a white deer was a sacred omen, a message sent from beyond the veil. And still others said it was miraculous that a white deer could live into adulthood in the first place, for unless the snow was deep and thick, the animal had no way to conceal itself. It was a mystery as to why God would create something so rare and ethereal, yet so vulnerable.” ~ THE DANCE OF THE WHITE DEER, Chapter 7
