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Chapter Twenty Five: Christmas in the Holler
It was Christmas Eve. The holler woke to even more snow. Thick white blankets had smothered the hills overnight, leaving the trees iced like sugared sweets and the war barn roof sagging under winter’s grin. Goblins whooped through the woods… Continue reading
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Chapter Twenty Four: Magic in the Snowdrifts
The snow came down slow at first, just a dusting on the fields beyond the war barn. By midday, the holler was near-blanketed. Smoke curled from cabin chimneys, and the war scrolls hung limp on the wall, ignored for the… Continue reading
Holler Goblins: Tales from the Holler 