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Déjà vu?
We had been here before. There was both a sense of continuity and unreality as we stood looking out over the valley. No, I am not describing some mystical experience. We’d been here the day before… and...
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George and the dragon
“Nah, sithee,” said Granny, “Just set thee dahn ‘ere, An’ I’ll tell the a tale old and true, Of ‘ow good Saint George slew a dragon one day An’ all dressed in a metal suit too. It were like this…” she...
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It was a dark and stormy night…
Go on then… as it’s almost Hallowe’en, I’ll share once again the old Yorkshire tale of the Hand of Glory… It is not a myth… though its truth may be obscure… one Hand even survives to this day, found...
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A Yorkshire legend…
“What’s the story, Merlin?” asked Jamie, gazing up from his cross-legged position on the floor, very like a small boy waiting for a treat. Merlin settled himself in an armchair, with the young people...
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Rainbow’s end
I drove home into a rainbow this morning, with crows and kites wheeling over the house, their wings carrying them into the light. I remembered the legends and stories associated with those ribbons in...
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Changelings into the Mist by Katie Sullivan
Changelings. They were the descendants of Man and Fae. They walked between worlds – as healers, mystics, even kings – but no more. He thought he was the last, alone and lost, until the day he saw...
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Dear Don XIII
Dear Don, I know it was only Solstice… but that was in the south! Not the same at all… I had a better look at the whole Holywell thing. You remember that it is one of our cephalophores… St Winefride,...
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Mister Fox: The Legend
Where do they come from? They come out of the night… Where do they go to? Back to the night they return… They dance in the dark to pipe and drum and fiddle They dance in the dark with fire and...
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Rooted in the Land – Rained on and gibbeted
You should, in all circumstances, stay clear of visiting bookshops when travelling. It’s a dangerous pastime. In this case we left the store armed with a nifty little book on the ancient sites around...
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Somewhere in the moonlight…
We had watched the sun go down in flames. There was the inevitable frisson of excitement as I waited in the lane. Above, the clouds were fringed with moonlight; here though, there was only shadowed...
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Mister Fox and the Demon Dogs #TuesdayBookBlog
Bone-white winter gleams in the moonlight. Silent shadows hunt in the night…. The Hunter’s Moon sails above dark hills, caught in the empty fingers of the treetops. A mysterious company gathers to...
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Haws
The haw is the fruit of the hawthorn tree. The name comes from the Old English word for hedge and the thorn is an integral part of our hedgerows still today, making an impenetrable and thorny barrier...
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Tales of Kintail and the Five Sisters by Seonaid Green
Reblogged from Seonaid at Breath of Green Air Follow me north and west in Scotland, through the Cairngorms and past Ben Nevis, and we will pass through Glen Shiel and onwards into the Land of the Three...
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The House that Fish Built VI… from Stuart France
Reblogged from Stuart France: …Twice the height of any of the men of Albion was the horrible mantle about him and his hair was like a great spreading bush the size of a winter shed, under which thirty...
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Mister Fox in Holmfirth
Flames light the night and the beat of the drum calls… Guardians await the coming of the Silver Fox… Foxes prowl the night… …and the revellers become aware… and they follow. Music fills the night…...
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Microfiction #writephoto: Stone laughter from Jane Dougherty
Reblogged from Jane Dougherty Writes: This short story is inspired by Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt. And after thirty thousand years of enchanted sleep, when the giants had finished their battles...
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Black Shuck – A Jamie Dark story from Geoffrey West @GeoffreyDWest
Jamie’s note for readers: Tales of a large black ghostly hound have been reported for centuries from all around the British Isles. However ‘Black Shuck’, also known as the ‘Spectre Hound’ or the ‘Hound...
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