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Chapter Seven: War in the Holler
War in the Holler The holler has always been a place of peace, until it isn’t. Sure, it’s calm enough if you don’t mind the odd hog gone missing, a moon-pie heist, or Cousin Mo swapping your porch rocker for… Continue reading
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Chapter Six: Watcher of the Woodshed: The Legend of Bacon
There ain’t a soul in the holler who remembers exactly where Bacon came from. Not in a way that makes sense, anyway. Ma claims she found him rootin’ behind the woodshed one autumn morning, half-starved and shaped like a question… Continue reading
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Chapter Five: The Goblin Cousins
The goblin crew were often referred to affectionately as ‘cousins.’ Loud, messy, brilliant in their own wrong ways. Some with the sharpest funneling instincts this side of the mines, others who couldn’t tell a war plan from a biscuit recipe… Continue reading
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Chapter 3: Pa
Pa didn’t say much if it wasn’t needed. He wasn’t one for rambling or fussing. But when he did speak, his words hit like a well-placed strike. Solid, brief, and impossible to ignore. In the holler, there were all types… Continue reading
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Welcome To The Holler
A note from Ma Somewhere deep in the folds of the Appalachian hills, where the fog clings like secrets and the trees remember things you’d swear no one told them, a little holler hums with magic, mischief, and the sounds… Continue reading
Holler Goblins: Tales from the Holler 