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StoryThe Second Move Angusfolklore26 years 9 months ago
StoryDreckly (Part Two) Angusfolklore36 years 9 months ago
StoryDreckly (Part One) Angusfolklore26 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Slippery World of Superstition Angusfolklore27 years 1 month ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Conclusion) Angusfolklore17 years 2 months ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Part 1) Angusfolklore47 years 2 months ago
StoryCaptain Kidd, Accidental Pirate? Dundonian? Angusfolklore57 years 3 months ago
StoryComfy Cosy Angusfolklore57 years 8 months ago
StoryUrien Angusfolklore07 years 8 months ago
StoryWitches of Brechin Angusfolklore17 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Forfar Witches Angusfolklore37 years 9 months ago
StoryHoodie Angusfolklore37 years 9 months ago
StoryFAQ Angusfolklore37 years 9 months ago
StoryBourtree and Broom Angusfolklore37 years 9 months ago
StoryThose Who Cut The Holly Tree Angusfolklore67 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Battle of Nechtansmere, 685 A.D. Angusfolklore47 years 10 months ago
CollectionPoems of the Dark Ages Angusfolklore07 years 10 months ago
StoryPhantom Drummer of the Ogilvys Angusfolklore17 years 10 months ago
StoryMelgund Castle Angusfolklore37 years 10 months ago
CollectionFolklore of Angus (or Forfarshire) in Scotland Angusfolklore07 years 10 months ago

My stories

Gold cherry

Woodland Lullaby

Hush a bye, my rowan red, darling dear one in your bed. Hold the branches high and low and do not mind the world below. Your daddy's dying on the lea...

Cadwallon

You are a thorn in my ear from the wind, Cadwallon king. Tonight this corner in a city knows other business; young bloods steel for trouble from no...
Cherry

Single track Heaven

Going north in single track heaven, a black line through the Highland Line, was what we did each summer. Dad banged the horn to blow away the crows...

Walking Backward Out of the Sea

While you were walking backwards from the sea, I had reached the estuary. When you unwound the seaweed ropes and returned to all your mortal hopes, I...

Sentinel

I do not like the thing outside, the way it stands and never hides, the way it breathes and how it sighs, that darker brother by its side. I hate its...

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