Jules is on a ferry. There she meets an old man and his dog. The three set out to climb a hill together and everything is fine until a storm takes them down a whole other journey. What starts as a day trip to the Isle of Arran spirals into a chaotic odyssey through grief, lust and lore - navigating a giant with a taste for salted grief / faeries who dance you through the night / and shadows of old stories that lure you in with their song. This is not a story about healing; it

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