Ewan MacRae

Ewan MacRae spends his nights patrolling the wind-lashed remnants of his once-bustling island home, ensuring the safety of empty cottages alongside his trusty torch. His days are filled with the silent dance of his fingers over an unpowered keyboard, a habit born from necessity and a touch of insecurity. He knows the subtle shifts in winds and the secret whispers of houses that only an islander would recognize in the dark of night.