『Holler Tales — Fexingo Horror』のカバーアート

Holler Tales — Fexingo Horror

Holler Tales — Fexingo Horror

著者： Fexingo
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In the folds of an Appalachian holler, where mist clings to the ridgelines and the dark spreads like a slow flood, Luna sits on a cabin porch and listens. These are the stories told by the mountain itself — whispered through leaves, carried on night winds, spoken in the creak of old floorboards. Each episode of 'Holler Tales' is a self-contained folk horror story rooted in the hollows and hills of Appalachia: a bride who follows a lantern light into the woods and never returns; a well that speaks in the voice of a drowned child; a music box found in a collapsed root cellar that plays a song no one has taught it. The unifying thread is the land — ancient, watchful, and patient. Luna's voice is the only constant, a quiet presence at the edge of the firelight. These are not tales of monsters with names, but of the slow rot that takes hold when you stay too long in a place that has forgotten the sun. Listen if you dare to hear what the holler has to say. #AppalachianHorror #FolkHorror #HollerTales #MountainStories #CabinPorch #LunaNarrates #SlowBurnHorror #AtmosphericHorror #SouthernGothic #WoodsHorror #FireflyDread #RidgeLineTerror #OldTimeStories #MistAndDark #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror #StorytellingHorror Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo© 2026 Fexingo. All rights reserved. 戯曲・演劇 社会科学
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  • The Whisper at Devil's Fork

    The Whisper at Devil's Fork
    2026/07/30
    In 2005, a man named Ray started hearing whispers from Devil's Fork Creek near Robbinsville, Tennessee. At first it was just the wind in the rhododendron, then it became words in the middle of the night. The voice called his name, slipping into his sleep like a rusted needle. Luna went to stay with him, heard it too — a woman's voice speaking backwards, then perfect English. She tells the story of the night the whisper finally said something that made Ray disappear into the dark, and what he found waiting by the water. A story about the things that listen back, and how some sounds never leave the bones. Recorded live from a porch in the Appalachian holler, with the fireflies blinking in the wet August air. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #HollerTales #DevilsFork #Whispers #Tennessee #Appalachia #Robbinsville #Creek #Rhododendron #Trailer #August #2005 #Ray #Voice #Unresolved #Atmospheric #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 分
  • The Reflection at Rattlesnake Ridge

    The Reflection at Rattlesnake Ridge
    2026/07/29
    In the autumn of 2001, Martha rented a cabin on Rattlesnake Ridge, a narrow gravel road that dead-ends at a chain-link gate. She was there to paint the turning leaves, but on the second night, a reflection in the picture window stopped her cold. It was not her own. Over the next week, the reflection grew clearer—a woman in a calico dress, her mouth moving without sound. Martha traced the cabin's history to a death in 1887, a woman who stood at that same window every night watching for someone who never came. The story is about things that get trapped in glass, and what happens when the thing on the other side starts to look back at you. It is about the way a place can hold a person so tightly that she never really leaves. And it is about the moment you realize your own reflection is no longer yours alone. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #HollerTales #RattlesnakeRidge #Appalachia #CabinHorror #Reflection #Window #GhostStory #Autumn #2001 #Martha #CalicoDress #PictureWindow #AncestralEcho #UnsettlingEnding #SlowBurn #Atmospheric Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    8 分
  • The Doll at Frozen Head

    The Doll at Frozen Head
    2026/07/28
    In the winter of 1998, Lydia Parrish drove up to a cabin at the foot of Frozen Head, inherited from a great-aunt she barely knew. She expected cobwebs and dust. She did not expect the corn husk doll with black button eyes that seemed to watch her from the shelf. She tried to throw it away. It came back. She buried it in the woods. It came back, wet with dew. She burned it in the fire pit. It came back charred but whole. She threw it in the river. It came back before she did. Desperate, she asked it what it wanted. The answer came from the forest, in a child's voice that did not belong to any child. Lydia left that night and never returned. But I wonder sometimes—if she had stayed, would she have been given a choice? This is the story of a thing that would not stay gone, and the woman who learned that some doors lock from the inside. #HollerTales #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #AppalachianHorror #FrozenHead #Tennessee #CornHuskDoll #ButtonEyes #Folklore #Inheritance #Cabin #Winter1998 #Persistence #Stalking #Occult #CreepyDoll #SouthernGothic #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 分
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