“Beannach and the
Great Highland Bake”
F.J. Piecroft presents
Something is rolling through the heather.
And it smells of butter.
Buttookius Crumblus Scotica
Golden-brown, chocolate-chip spotted, and rolling through the misty glens of Ben Macduff. The last of the Wild Buttookies — warm-hearted, crumb-driven, and testing every stranger's heart before he trusts them.
Baker's Granddaughter, Crumbie
Eight years old, flour on her chin, and carrying her gran's recipes like a torch. Brave enough to follow butterprints into the dark. Learning that the best magic isn't in winning — it's in baking with an honest heart.
“Beannach and the
Great Highland Bake”
Be first into the glen. Dispatches from Crumbie — creature sightings, verse snippets, and word of what Beannach does next.
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