"A man sits along the peaty grass on Lough Avaghon in a foggy early morning with the sun peaking through the hills. He looks weary and tired from his night working on his farm. He notices something on the other side of the water through the trees. It looks to be a figure in a pale green dress. He rubs his eyes to make sure he was seeing what he was seeing.. By the time he looked up at the other side, it was gone. He knew for miles there was nothing around the lake except the vast rolling hills through the countryside. He wondered who the figure was and where they came from. He had no idea the events that would happen would stay with him forever. "All Rights Reserved