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StoryKing Arthur of Angus (and Gowrie)? Constantine, King and Saint Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Battle of Stracathro and A Chilling Extinction Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryDubh, The Dark King and the Strangest Death Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryWho Was King Karl Hundasson? Angusfolklore07 years 1 month ago
StoryA Ghost Is Born Angusfolklore07 years 2 months ago
StoryTwo-By-Two, Hurrah! Angusfolklore27 years 3 months ago
StoryAuld Man Angusfolklore57 years 3 months ago
StoryTom Tit and Tiller Meg Angusfolklore57 years 4 months ago
StoryIntentionally Blank Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Honour Guard Angusfolklore27 years 4 months ago
StoryOn Having Been Found Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StorySecond Favourite Place Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StorySuddenly I Am Santa (A Seasonal Transmogrification Nightmare) Angusfolklore07 years 4 months ago
StoryRemains of a Dog Have Been Found Angusfolklore37 years 5 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Conclusion) Angusfolklore07 years 5 months ago
Story4 X 4 (Part One) Angusfolklore07 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part Two) Angusfolklore37 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Plettie (Part One) Angusfolklore17 years 5 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Four) Angusfolklore17 years 5 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Three) Angusfolklore27 years 5 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part One) Angusfolklore27 years 5 months ago
StoryGranny Ower The Green (Part Two) Angusfolklore17 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (Part Two) Angusfolklore07 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Roadside Floral Memorial Committee (PART ONE) Angusfolklore07 years 5 months ago
StoryWhen The Mad Moon Woke Angusfolklore27 years 5 months ago

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Cherry

These Are The Signs

These are the signs of the cross. A half empied bottle of screw top wine in the bus shelter by the blighted terminus, child's new shoes wildly...
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Earl Beardie at Glamis (A Legend)

He sits in a narrow chamber forever, throwing dice with the Devil, wearily feigning outrage at Auld Hornie's underhand tactics. The dice rattle like...
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The Silence at Penwarna

The was a stream one would assume was dreaming, until you see the bank side sign that warns it's polluted with arsenic. The poison a remnant of long...
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Bawbees

Beneath the black soil (in your dream attic), the unspent coins asleep lament their unspent wealth, hoarded by a corrupt cleric and buried in his...
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Cherry

We Never Speak of Rose

We do not speak of Rose, who was deposed from middle management, who went or was made to go, who knows? We will not mention Rose, who was with us for...
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