Holler Goblins: Tales from the Holler

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  • Chapter Fourteen: Revelry Before Ruin

    Revelry Before Ruin Every drink raised to the flames that night was a toast to a storm none of ‘em saw comin’. That night, the fire didn’t just crackle. It roared. The stumps were all claimed early. Someone had hauled… Continue reading

  • Chapter Twelve: Red Eyes in the Corn

    The moon was sittin’ too low, hangin’ off the sky like it’d been strung up on a frayin’ thread. The air in the holler didn’t move. Not a cricket, not a breeze. Even the usual hush of the woods felt… Continue reading

  • Chapter Eleven: Didn’t Even Hurt

    Fireside Chat (Scrawled on a scorched scroll tucked behind the jug shelf) The fire was low and poppin’, soft light flickerin’ against the stone ring out by the edge of the clearing. Crickets were singin’ their lonesome tune, and the… Continue reading

  • Chapter Ten:  The Great Eavesdroppin’ Incident

    (Holler Lore smudged between spilled potion ink and a hog hoofprint) It all started behind the smokehouse. Not in it. No goblin with a lick of sense trespassed on Ma’s salting and brewing domain, but behind it, in the narrow… Continue reading