"Run, run, as fast as you can..."
The tale has been told: a gingerbread man flees-outrunning cows and horses, men and hounds-until his proud sprint ends between the teeth of a waiting fox.
But that story is only half true.
The fox has his own tale.
Year after year, season after season, I watch the careless and the bold. I trade what runs above the earth for what stirs in shadows, waiting beneath the surface. My hunger is endless. My hunger is certain. Every chase closes in on the same fate, for there is no alternate ending: I do not choose the hunt-
Fox's Bargain is a mythic fable of predator and prey, of bargains struck and prices paid. In the end, no matter how fast you run, every debt comes due.