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'Or she may be seen at night as a shrouded woman, crouched beneath the trees, lamenting with veiled face; or flying past in the moonlight, crying bitterly: and the cry of this spirit is mournful beyond all other sounds on earth...'
-Lady Wilde
#GhoulMoon #Superstitiology
'The real reason for the midwife's abstention was not that fairy food was distasteful, but that she durst not touch it, under penalty of never again returning to the light of day.'
-Edwin Sidney Hartland
🎨Arthur Rackham
#FolkloreThursday
'...he would go up with wet feet to the farm nearby, and if everything had been left untidy he would tidy it, but if it was left neat he would throw everything about. It was counted unlucky to meet him, and the road was avoided at night.'
-Katharine Mary Briggs
#FolkloreThursday
'...go at full moon to a place where four roads met, and hide herself to watch the fairy procession which passed at midnight. There in the midst of the music...she beheld her own dear little child.'
Edwin Hartland on a mother whose child was stolen by the fae.
#WyrdWednesday
'He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.'
-Robert Frost
🎨Alexandre Calame
#BookWormSat #OfDarkAndMacabre #BookChatWeekly