The Bluecap: The Mine Spirit of the North Who Expected to Be Paid for His Work
A light-blue flame flickers into existence somewhere in the darkness of the tunnel. It moves with purpose, settling on a […]
A light-blue flame flickers into existence somewhere in the darkness of the tunnel. It moves with purpose, settling on a […]
At the edge of the living world, where the rivers of the dead run dark and the ferryman takes only
You are walking home late from the pub, the road dark and the night quiet, when you hear hooves behind
Somewhere on a dark road in the west of Ireland, a rider appears from the mist. He is moving fast,
Cut off one head and two grow back. Cut off two and four replace them. The swamps of Lerna smelled
In the Carron Valley west of Falkirk, half hidden by forestry commission land at the edge of a reservoir, a
A farmer steps outside on an ordinary morning to find a cow standing motionless in the field. No visible wound.
Three barks. That is all the warning you get. The first means the Cù-Sìth has caught your scent somewhere out
Friday the 13th of March, 1970. Within two hours of a single television broadcast, hundreds of people climbed the gates
A creature with the face of a woman, the body of a lion, and the wings of an eagle sat