Mothman: The Harbinger in the Fog
In the misty hollers of West Virginia, where the Ohio River runs dark and deep between wooded hills, where morning fog clings to the
Nessie of the Deepwater Lake
Long ago, in the quiet northern hills of Maine, where pine forests stretched endlessly toward the Canadian border and winter winds sang haunting songs
The Great Flood and the Creation of the Earth: An American (Ojibwe) Folktale that Teaches Lesson on Humility and Renewal
When the world was young, the skies stretched endlessly over shimmering waters. The land had vanished beneath a vast flood that swallowed mountains, forests,
The Lucky Penny by the Tracks
They used to say in the old rail towns that luck was as thin as a coin and twice as hard to hold.When the
The Tale of the Carpenter’s Blessing
Long before people carried good luck charms in their pockets or hung horseshoes above their doors, there was a small town in upstate New
The Jersey Devil of the Pine Barrens
If you’ve never walked the Pine Barrens at night, you don’t know how big quiet can be. The pitch pines lean together like whispering
The Mothman of Point Pleasant
It began, as these things often do, on a lonely road. In November of 1966, two young couples were driving near the old TNT
The Lantern Man of the Bayou
The Louisiana bayou breathes differently at night. Cypress roots twist like sleeping serpents, the air hums with frogs, and fireflies drift above the water
The Bell at Widow’s Bridge
On the edge of a forgotten New England town, a narrow bridge once spanned the Merrin River—a place travelers crossed in haste. No one
Molly Pitcher and the Cannon Smoke
The sun over Monmouth was a white-hot coin, hammered flat against the sky. It was the kind of heat that baked gunpowder into clumps
