What if we don’t grow up? What if we grow in? If time does not go from the past to the future, what really happens. What if, like pearls on a string, you are the whole necklace? How do you know when you are? How do you know who else you are? A tribal people, and the initiates of a current science and mysticism, now live in and around the red desert of Kata Tjuta, on the continent once known as Australia. During a seasonal gathering a tarot seer predicts both a war and an unprecedented seismic event. And yet what if this has already happened? What if records were kept but understanding lost? When Ghost takes possession of an empty book with a red leather cover she teaches herself the almost defunct art of writing. What she doesn’t yet realize is how deeply into the mists of myth her record is destined to travel. Or how it will impact the inhabitants of that same land, thousand of years after the coming Ice Age. What if time is a fractal, forever mimicking itself. Like seasons? Like life? Would we do things differently if we knew?