"Some say the English Downs are haunted by fairy creatures and that those who find a flint stone with a hole through it can look into the fairies' realm. It is just such a stone that leads you on a dark journey to the past, one that starts with a musty wooden chest and a nineteenth-century journal and ends with a disappearance as sudden as a vintage camera's flash. In this journal-within-a-journal, illustrated by the author's photographs, lies a tale of archaeologists and fairies, human hubris and otherworldly revenge, the magic of the natural world and the mystery of the imagination"--Publisher's description.

Photographs by the author.