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StoryAutumn Things Angusfolklore114 years 5 months ago
StoryRaptor Angusfolklore44 years 6 months ago
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StoryHis Twilight Angusfolklore04 years 7 months ago
StoryFour Legged Mary Angusfolklore04 years 8 months ago
StoryIce On The Inside Angusfolklore64 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Afterlife of Spiders Angusfolklore154 years 8 months ago
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StoryMoff Angusfolklore114 years 9 months ago
StoryDalriada Angusfolklore14 years 9 months ago
StoryDark Age Sands Angusfolklore14 years 9 months ago
StoryMuseum Grave Angusfolklore14 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Goors o' Gowrie - Devil's Work or Ancient Tribal Meeting Place? Angusfolklore05 years 2 months ago
StoryPast Dwellers (The Lost) Angusfolklore35 years 2 months ago
StoryAlex Harvey Paid the Ferryman (in 1982) Angusfolklore25 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Goat and Brian Jones Angusfolklore05 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Princes of the Dark Ages At The Sea Side (Part Two) Angusfolklore05 years 5 months ago
StoryKnave-Go-By Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryBlack Dog On The Skyline Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Unwritten Notebook Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryThis Wood Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryStar Gazey Pie Angusfolklore25 years 6 months ago
StoryWorse Than Elephants Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryGeneral Tom Thumb Visits the Dundee Lunatic Asylum Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago
StoryBring A Brick To Work Angusfolklore05 years 6 months ago

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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Before Maps Were Made

Before maps were made, no one strayed from straight lines from the cradle to their graves. But everyone knew the old ways. Winter rimed minds and the...
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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Building A Raven

First you venture to where even the crows don't know about, the snow-capped height in the unforgiving light, with the merciless dawn daring you to...
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The Man Who Wore A Hundred Hats

None of them suited him, which was his aim, being a king contrarian, but he wore them in rotation just the same. The bowler hat, he found, was best...
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The Burgh

Like some other Scottish places, this town abides, if not dilapidated, then resting like a lean to on its past. The sadness is in shadows that never...

Folklore

It was not witchcraft or the demon loaded night that kept the boy awake, in a good way. It was being afloat under the thought and sight of diamond...

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