“I can remember every detail of my wife’s appearance, even though she’s been dead for nearly ten years. I remember how her cheekbones would rise when she smiled; I remember her long, raven-black hair, flowing down her back like a shiny waterfall. I also remember how she looked without hair…”
Every year, at the same time, a man makes a personal pilgrimage from the top of a mountain to a beach far below. Bottle: Pilgrim is a story of loss, regret and redemption, which reminds us that while we cannot change the things we have done, we can always learn from our mistakes.