Hannah Persaud

Cyfannedd Fach is a real cottage that stands nestled into the elbow of a valley in North Wales. When I first stayed there I fell completely in love with the remoteness of the cottage and the wildly beautiful and life affirming landscape. To go anywhere from Cyfannedd Fach you must leap in and out of the car nine times to open and close the nine gates, with the wind clawing at you and the rain driving against your skin (there is always rain).

I have been back several times over the years and when life feels too hectic I crave the solitude of being there, though I have no desire to stay there entirely alone! As yet, there is no lover in North Wales, but the lakes really are a bottomless and perfect turquoise blue, so cold that they steal your breath away.

The novel that I am working on is grown from this short story.

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