Nine-summer-old Pixie knows the fields of her
home in Peebleshire.
She knows the horses, the old fence rails, and the
sound of Father coming home.
But one afternoon, something shifts.
For just a moment, a horse becomes an elephant.
There are glimpses of places she has never been
..or so she thinks.
An emerald thread appears where no thread
should be.
Pixie doesn't know what any of it means.
..Not yet.
And somewhere beyond the edges of everything
Pixie knows, an ancient promise is being kept.
Follow the threads...
the stories are there.