Philippe Cabassac had fly-truffled every winter since childhood on his family estate in Provence. Stalking the flies that laid their eggs directly over the odoriferous truffles, he'd become a past master in this subtle art. But since the death of his young wife Julietta, the truffles came to represent far more than a delicacy for his palate. Now they triggered a series of dream visions in which he and his lost wife communicate.
In this work of true magic realism, dream life gradually overwhelms and replaces awakened existence; revelation, a couple ineluctable doom.
