"She was like the dawn, insubstantial and somehow transient, as though she would fade from reality at any moment."
A novella of love, life and death.
Every day the villagers watch as Death, a spectral suit of black armour mounted upon a horse, rides through the valley beneath their mountain top home. After a lifetime living on the edge of Death's domain, his close proximity is neither terrible or threatening, rather he has become a simple fact of life and a familiar neighbour. Nothing seems to change until one night a young boy, alone in the meadows beneath a summer moon, watches a mysterious figure in white approaching the village through the tall grass.
That fateful night culminates in a love story that crosses the borders between the village and the valley, childhood and adulthood, and even life and death.