Hag

At this, the Cailleach would release a single drop of indigo dye onto the topmost layer. See, she would tell her daughter. See? It bleeds through the topmost path and onto the next. In this way, so many things from the next world touch ours, and our world touches the layer beneath.

High above the sea, hidden in the rocky Scottish cliffs, something stirs. Far from the prying eyes of normal folk, an ancient female force has set the wheels in motion for a long line of descendants. But to what end?

Spanning centuries of human history, these daughters of the lowland hag, the Cailleach, must navigate a world filled with superstition, hatred, violence, pestilence, and death to find their purpose. With pasts half remembered and destinies denied, their parts in the eerie family history must play out in series of fevered dreams that feel all too real and curious incidents that must surely be dreams. And with each passing generation, the waves crash against the shore, and the Cailleach awaits a homecoming that will bring everything full circle.