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...before they left, they went first to take the dead head of the stepsister and let three drops of blood drip from it onto the floor, one in front of the bed, one in the kitchen, and one on the stairs. Then they ran off 🖤
#FaustianFriday

🗨️ Brothers Grimm
🎨 Arthur Rackham

In some parts of Anatolia, it's believed that the newly dead walk for seven days. Day wander around the crowd at their own funeral, asking "Who died?" 💀
#FolkloreThursday #31daysofhaunting
#ofdarkandmacabre

🎨Wladimir Petroff

What not to do after dark, according to Anatolian folk beliefs:
- whistle (or you'll summon the djinns)
- chew gum (or you'll be chewing on the flesh of the dead)
- give away salt, vinegar, or onion (or someone from your household will die)
#LegendaryWednesday

🎨R. Magritte

Invisibility spell: Take a dead bat to a stream where you can't hear the rooster crow. Remove bat's skeleton and cast the bones in the stream. The bone floating upstream is the magic one. Place it under your tongue for invisibility 🦇 ✨
#SuperstitionSat

🎨 Jessica Roux

In Turkish culture, supernatural encounters often involve run-ins with djinns. A common setting is a bath house. A human realizes that the people nearby are djinns, when they notice that these people have feet pointing backwards or thumbs on the wrong side 🪬
#LegendaryWednesday

Tying the wolf’s mouth was a spell once used by Anatolian communities to protect their missing sheep from wolf attacks. The blade of a knife would be closed and tied, with prayers told over it. This was thought incapacitate the jaws of wolves in the area. (1/2)
#SuperstitionSat

In an Armenian folktale, a fox helps a miller's son find his fortune. In return, the fox asks that when it dies, it be buried in a golden coffin. One day, the fox plays dead. Thinking it died, the miller's son says "Good! Throw him out into the road!"
#WyrdWednesday

🎨W. Homer

Some Eastern Slavic communities believed that the spirit of the devil dwelled in the wind and that souls of sinners took flight with its gusts 🍃
#LegendaryWednesday

🎨John William Waterhouse

"From the other world I come back to you,
My locks are uncurled with dripping drenching dew.
You know the old, whilst I know the new:
But tomorrow you shall know this too."
--Christina Rossetti
#FolkloreSunday

🎨 Florence Harrison

All sprouts shot up from the deep bottom. Everything living arose. A profusion of water lilies spread out as if it were a woven carpet, and lying on it was a sleeping woman, young and beautiful.
#FolkloreSunday #SwampSunday

🗨️H.C. Andersen
🎨 Elenore Abbott