Dáibhí Ó Dálaigh has no interest whatsoever in old myths and folk tales. The way he sees it, those stories about Saint Gobnait agus the Black Thief are a load of nonsense. But Dáibhí senses some mysterious magic while lost one dark night in the Temple of Saint Gobnait. Does the thief know about Dáibhí’s indiscretions? Is there truth after all in those old stories?