Stories of fairies (fays) are widespread in Scottish folklore, and one of my personal favourites is about the origin of The Old Man of Storr, a rocky hill on the Trotternish peninsula of the Isle of Skye in Scotland.
The story goes that every evening a man and his wife would climb the hill together until one day they found they had grown old, and his wife could no longer make the journey. The fays who had watched them walk every evening, offered the old man the chance to always have his wife with him wherever he went. The old man accepted their offer, but the fays had tricked him and turned them both into rock, ensuring that they would indeed always be together.
As with much folklore there are several variations, the most popular story being that The Isle of Skye was once run by giants, which seems fitting for an island known as the island of clouds. The Old Man in this story was actually a giant who when buried left his thumb protruding out of the earth, creating the ridge.
I’m sure there are plenty of other stories out there involving The Old Man of Storr, and if you know any then please feel free to share.