If he's in the right mood, divine Angus might grant you sight of your true love in a dream; you might even fall in love with him - but he'll never love you back. He's too busy making mischief - stealing the palace of the gods from his father, turning his enemies into pigs etc - until he is trapped by his own romantic games and falls for an unattainable woman, doomed to seek her forever.

In twentieth-century Scotland, Angus's troubled alter ego searches for his true family; a psychotherapist who helps people understand their dreams, his life seems to parallel that of his mythic namesake, until we ask - could they be the one and the same?