It was 13BC; in a land people only dreamt about. A little redheaded Witch was created; at least thatís what her mother told her when Malachite did something wrong, and that usually had something to with the toads going missing from the pantry shelf, and finding themselves hopping mischievously across the lush green meadows of ancient England.

Malachite just loved Toads. they were her playmates; so she couldnít stand it when her mother, Brenelda boiled them in the massive black cauldron for supper.  However when she was caught, which was more often then not, Brenelda would go to spank the little girl.  But she would most often fail to get her hand raised to strike, before Malachite would look up into her motherís aging face with sad green eyes, asking for forgiveness.