I sat down again to think. I remembered a piccolo, music that made me want to dance and sing, falling asleep - and then a dream. The dream was quite out of the ordinary. If Bobby hadn't left me on my own, I would have asked him if this was one of his 'Big Dreams'. He would have given me a knowing look and all but confirmed it with these words, 'You'll know if you've had a Big Dream, Avie. They're renowned for their revelatory nature. They won't fade away at dawn. Sometimes they never fade. Ever!' I didn't want my dream to fade away. I'd had a revelation of sorts. I was not on the hill last night. Somehow, I was somewhere else. Somewhere so enchanting it made the hill I woke up on seem less real than my dream. A young girl's childhood in the country. A romance fraught with danger. A year in which everything changes. This tale of dreamers, druids and queens is full of strange events, experiences and folklore.