The Vengeful Mermaid "Ye may think on your cradle- I'll think on my stane, An' there'll never be an heir to Knockdolion again". By Taylor Petrie A dozen or so miles south of Girvan, on the Ayrshire coast, stood the family seat of Knockdolian. This modest stone castle looked out…
Gold-tree and Silver-tree Silver-tree went home and begged the king to ready his long ship, saying it had been too long since she had seen her dear daughter. The ship set sail the following day with Silver-tree at the helm. Words by Rosie Young Illustration by Linley Barba Long ago…
The Dream Makers The girl carried on with her work, learning more all the time. Every day it was the same and every night the old man would make the dreams. By Graeme Johncok This story starts with a group of girls on their way for a day’s berry picking.…
The Kelpie and the Water Bull Long ago, on the island of Islay there lived a crofter with a huge stock of cattle... Words by Rosie YoungIllustration by Linley Barba One day, a strange calf was born among them: black as coal, with ears half the size they should have…
Conall and The Thunder Hag One day during the height of summer, the Thunder Hag came to Scotland in a black chariot drawn by ferocious red hounds amidst heavy clouds. By Joanne Fong The Thunder Hag is one of the hags who served under Beira, the Queen of Winter.But when…
The Witch and Warlock of the West Bow One fateful Sunday morning, the church community was to bear witness to an event most peculiar, and their beloved West Bow Saint would never be the same again. By Rebecca Brown Major Thomas Weir was a good and well-respected Christian, and a…
King David and the White Stag This story goes right back almost 900 years to 1127 during the reign of King David I. Back then, what we know as the spacious, grassy Holyrood Park at the foot of Arthur’s Seat was actually a royal hunting forest. Words by Graeme JohncockIllustration…
Whuppity Stoorie “Pitter patter, Haly Watter.” Then from her pocket she drew a small bottle with something oily inside it and daubed the liquid around the sow’s snout, behind her ears, and on the tip of her tail. Words by Rosie YoungIllustration by Linley Barba In the borderlands village of…
Assipattle and the Mester Stoor worm One day, a terrible evil reached the shores of the kingdom: The Mester Stoor Worm, king of all sea monsters. Words by Rosie Young Illustration by Linley Barba Long ago in an ancient kingdom lived a farm boy named Assipattle. His six brothers spent…
The Baobhan Sith Before long, the women were singing an enchanting song and the hunters needed no more invitation to dance. They all seemed completely enchanted by the mysterious visitors. By Graeme Johncock In the Scottish Highlands lurks the most sinister of all the fairy folk, the blood thirsty Baobhan…