Sylvain Tesson's great romantic maritime book.

"Summer had just begun when I went to look for the fairies on the Atlantic coast. I don’t believe in them; our modern eyes no longer perceive such phantasmagoria. The word fairy suggests reality revealed through a certain visual angle. A way of perceiving the world and discerning the miracle of the immemorial, and of perfection. Fairies appear because we look at nature with deference. Since night had fallen on this world, I gave myself three months to try and observe it. I left. With the fairies."