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In the town where my lolo was raised, no one was allowed to talk at night. “I can still hear the sound of its iron cart,” my lolo used to…
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In the town where my lolo was raised, no one was allowed to talk at night. “I can still hear the sound of its iron cart,” my lolo used to…
Case # KJGM1771 July 7, 1988 Farmers have filed a complaint that their livestock has been found mutilated and in some cases eaten by a wild animal. The attacks only…
The full moon lends its light to the carnage. Piles of human flesh strung across the plain like an abattoir, the crunch of bone and the screams of pain filled…
“I was beautiful once. “ The humans took something from her more precious than all the gold in the world. And here she lies, waiting for the day she can…
The Legend of Sitti Maryam Souls of the powerful can persist even after death and help those that are living. There is one such case of that in Fort Pilar,…
There was once a man that looked like a goat, or a goat that looked like a man. It spent its days trying to scare the people of Bicol through…
There are moments that stretch into years if you let them. Time has many masters, but none more potent than fear, this I learned many years ago. It….He… I don’t…
This is a story about a faithful love and a beautiful fairy. And how jealousy destroys all. In times long past there lived a couple with three children. They had…
Nine Days The elders say it will only take nine days for the creature to lose interest and then we can bury my sister. That’s nine days too long but…
No one would ever dare touch a tulayhang. We are blessed by our masters with some power over our domain. Not like those mud crabs we look like. Those idiots…