The Cottage on Winter Moss

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Burned-out author Dee needs fresh inspiration. Impetuously she abandons London and her good-for-nothing boyfriend to go wherever her literary quest takes her. Journey's end is a remote village on the shores of a wild estuary overshadowed by a ruined pele tower. She rents Winter Cottage and waits for a story to emerge.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The bleak beauty of the whispering dunes the jacquard of colour and texture of the marsh and a romantic tree in a secluded glade-</span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The Trysting Tree</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>-all seduce Dee</span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>. </em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Nevertheless the secretive behaviour of a handsome neighbour lights across the marsh a spurious squire and a bizarre moonlit encounter all suggest there is something odd afoot.</span></p><p>Local gossip and crumbling graveyard inscriptions give Dee the opening she needs. She begins to weave hints about the tragic history of a local family feuding brothers and a fatal fire into a sweeping historical saga. Her characters clamour for a voice as the tale spools effortlessly onto the page-demanding to be told. Dee feels more like its instrument than its instigator.</p><p>As she becomes enmeshed in the local community Dee is startled to find her fiction unnervingly confirmed by fact her history still resonating in the present-day.</p><p>Is she being guided by echoes of the past?</p>