Liene, the girl with hair colour of angry Etna. Somewhere between 800 and 1000 Celsius. And a much hotter temperament-is gone. Tristan Grieves. The enigma peeler and ferryman on watered time is moving oars through rough months. Boomerang throws TG into an ex-serotonin chaser's house that smells like stolen passports. A flesh horizon where knives sail into. A nicotine party for a ghost exit, where a she-golem built from old betrayals...