“Every telling of a myth is a part of that myth: there is no Ur-version, no authentic prototype, no true account”
Wrinkles in the earth. Sediment in the ground. Wisps in the air.
Follow Eòin's journey from the the streets of Lewisham to the Irish Cliffs of Moher on the edge of the Atlantic as we are transported into the world of the Sídh, where we encounter Pookas, Banshees and the Lost Children.
With the help of Eòin's grandma, Bridget, we are reminded of the powerfulness of folklore as a contemporary currency, giving value to tradition and storytelling in an age of social media…Let us unearth and reawaken the original storytellers and myth makers - a transient people, whose culture became interwoven across centuries and countries and have made their way to a 11 year old boy.
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