A Modern Day Vampire Hysteria There was a lot going on in 1970’s London – disco was about to take over the world, and fashion was about to become a whole lot more psychedelic, all while learning to live with the fear of nuclear annihilation. It’s a lively backdrop to what would become one of…
Category: Cryptids and Folklore
Lets burrow deep into the muddy tunnels of legend and discover manner of weird and wonderful beasties, both corporeal and incorporeal. From the Fae Folk of old to the famous friends we all know and love.
The Nightmare: A Original Christmas Ghost Story
It is a long tradition of mine to settle around the fireplace and share a Christmas ghost story or two, and now we know each other in familiar terms, I feel it’s time to share one of my own with you, dear friend. So, if I may invite you to take a seat aside my…
Holly And Horns: The Origin Of Krampus, The Christmas Boogyman
Happy December, dear readers! As Yuletide fast approaches and the nights settle in, I hope you’re ready to spread some Christmas fear as we take a peek into the darker side of winter celebrations. So what better way to begin than with the man who puts the “creep” in Christmas, The Christmas Devil himself: dear,…
The Mothman
Panic In Point Pleasant Point Pleasant is an optimistic name for a city, and in my vast experience of such things, I find that optimism is often misplaced. It sits on the boarder between West Virginia and Ohio, with the magnificent Silver Bridge connecting the two, but other than this, you’d be forgiven for thinking…
Edward Mordrake: Chained Together For Life
Did You Hear The News About Edward? Edward was said to be a sensitive intellectual, given to the lofty ponderings that only a man of favourable birth has the time to ponder. He was also a man of unusual musical talent, with a beauty that could make angels weep. Despite Edward’s status, he lived in…
The Curious Tale Of Gef The Mongoose
“I am a freak. I have hands and I have feet, and if you saw me you’d faint, you’d be petrified, mummified, turned into stone or a pillar of salt!” Gef Background I arrived on the windswept shores of the Isle of Man on a Sunday evening in the winter of 1931. The little island…