On this night of misdeeds and mischief, they are joined by a dead ferryman, a hapless bellringer, a cigarette machine, two robbers in football shirts and a vixen on the hunt - as their fates collide in the most unexpected ways. And eighteen-year-old Anna, namesake of the Feast, prepares to take her place in tomorrow's drinking and dancing, eating and burning. A retired lieutenant-colonel weighs his pistol, and his future, in his hand. The village archivist is kept awake by ancient tales that threaten to take on a life of their own. The local artist, wearing an evening dress and gum-boots, goes down to the lake under cover of darkness. It's the night before the Feast in the village of Furstenfelde (population: declining), but not everyone is asleep. You can't get to the islands now unless you have a boat.
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