Everyone trembled at the mere mention of the name of Anne of the Isles.
The blood of Joël Braz the warlock ran in her veins. She was a priestess
and a sorceress. Woe betide any man whose path crossed hers!... The
White Lady of the Marshes had avenged herself cruelly against the
incredulous, they were well-advised never to entrust their boats to the
current of the Oust once the north star had risen over the black trees
of the Forêt-Neuve... Anne of the Isles, last priestess of the Celtic
Gods... The vengeful White Lady of the Marshes... The last fairies of
mythical Lyonesse... Only Paul Féval, the author of Vampire City and
Revenants could paint the epic Gothic fantasies of mist-shrouded,
storm-beaten Ancient Brittany with so much color and flamboyance.