This is a fabulous treasury of legend & wonder; tales of monsters who dwell in lakes, of small people who trap humans in earthen mounds where time stands still; of dark, shape- shifting spirits whose cloak of human form is betrayed by the sand & shells which fall from their hair. In the absence of a written tradition, for generations of Skianachs, these tales, handed down orally, contained the very warp & weft of Hebridean history. They take us far beyond Christian times, to the edge of the Iron Age, & interweave with threads from the wider Atlantic tradition of Gaelic heroic myth & legend.