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"Ask the sailor who has crossed the ocean;
he knows this ship, the dread of the godly:
I am called the Flying Dutchman"
Seen East of the Good Hope, with red sails flying, a portent of doom for those whose bows she crosses, the mother of all ghost ships.
#FairyTaleTuesday
"I am the oracle of the place ... (they) seem to think I am a deity because I can ride, and because I wear arms; and the fanatics all bow before me, because the Dervishes think me a wonder"
"New Queen Zenobia" Lady Hester Stanhope #DOTD 1839 aged 63 & impoverished in Lebanon
And legend has it that the ghosts of the fallen appear on the anniversary and continue to fight in the air over the field...
The Battle of the Catalaunian Plains between Attila's Huns and Western Rome was fought #OTD 451 in the Champagne
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“I tried to imagine myself a long time ago, in the lands where these stories were first told, during the long winter nights perhaps, under the glow of the northern lights”
Neil Gaiman, "Norse Mythology"
Painting sagaman Peter Nicolai Arbo #BOTD 1831 in Norway
#FolkloreThursday
You are a minor deity. Show us what you personify, your temple, sacred animal and your cult object
I am the spirit of completely useless knowledge & trivia, temples are abandoned libraries, sacred animal is the Northern Ibis & cult objects are old library cards #WyrdWednesday https://t.co/8Yaj49gjQL
She took me to her Elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.
...
I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—‘La Belle Dame sans Merci
Thee hath in thrall!’
#scaryfairies
Your weekly Wunderkammer #SuperstitionSat safety advice, #scaryfairies special
The sluagh are the host of restless dead turned fae. They return from the West to haunt you. When you smell decay, close your western windows!
Thank you. Spit thrice, touch cold iron and be safe.