Nuckelavee Tammie saw blood, black as tar, running through yellow veins, and great white sinews, thick as horse tethers... By Mr W. Traill Dennison in the Scottish Antiquary NUCKELAVEE, was a monster of unmixed malignity, never willingly resting from doing evil to mankind. He was a spirit in flesh. His…
Beira, The Cailleach, Queen of Winter But, even Beira was not strong enough to resist the passage of time forever. The time for her reign’s end had come and gone, and she could postpone it, mighty as she was, but not forever..... By Liana Paraschaki Before gods and goddesses were…
Kelpies Typically residing near water, and taking the form of a black horse, the kelpie would lure travellers to their death. Words by Liana Paraschaki, Illustration by Linley Barba Folklore and mythology are filled with tales of spirits and magical creatures, benevolent and evil alike. But, perhaps none is more…
The Witch of Fife Here, all the Elves, Faeries, and Mermaids of the North were celebrating with Warlocks, Brownies, Pixies, and even the Phantom Hunters, of whom have never been looked upon by mortal eyes. By Joanne Fong Long ago, in the Kingdom of Fife, there lived an old man…
The Milk White Doo Pew, pew, My minny me slew, My daddy me chew, My sister gathered my banes, And put them between twa milk-white stanes; And I grew, and I grew, To a milk-white doo, And I took to my wings, and away I flew. By Rosie Young There…
The Black Bull of Norroway 'Seven long years I served for thee, The glassy hill I clomb for thee, Thy bloody clothes I wrang for thee; And wilt thou not waken and turn to me?’ By Rosie Young Once, a long time ago in Norroway, there lived three sisters. The…
Sir James the Rose If you visit Crail, take a walk along South Marketgate, past The Golf Hotel along to the Parish Kirk where you’ll find a devilish tale… By David White Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Crimond, where we lay our scene. As you may have…
The Good Wife of Auchtermuchty “It’s unfair that you get to stay inside all day while I work in the fields every day,” said the husband. “Tomorrow, we will swap responsibilities. You will plough the fields and I will look after the house.” By Rebecca Brown On a farm in…
The Phantom of Loch Leys Our story is set in a castle that no longer stands on an island, that is no longer an island, in a loch that is no longer a loch.... By David White This is a story I first read in a book by Fenton Wyness,…
The Red Etin His mother said she would make him a cake for his journey and sent him off with a bucket to fetch some water. He didn’t realise that there was a wee hole in this bucket, so by the time he got back home it was only half…