Just a girl who walks dogs and hangs out in cemeteries. Stay feral, y'all.
In the summer of 1764, something began hunting people in the remote countryside of south-central France. The old province of Gévaudan was a rugged place of mountains, dense forests, isolated farms and scattered villages. Today, much of the region falls within Lozère and Haute-Loire. Wolves were hardly unknown there. Shepherds and farmers lived alongside them... Continue Reading →
Along the rugged Pacific coast of British Columbia, where deep water surrounds Vancouver Island and fog can transform familiar shapes into something altogether stranger, stories have circulated for generations about an unusual creature swimming beneath the surface. It has supposedly been seen by fishermen, sailors and people watching from shore. Sometimes only a series of... Continue Reading →
At 7:03 on Monday morning, Lily decided she was going to become a calm person. Not eventually. Not after therapy, personal growth, or several years living alone in a cabin where nobody could find her. Today. She had watched a video the night before featuring a suspiciously peaceful woman wearing beige linen who explained that... Continue Reading →
It had been raining since sometime before dawn. Not the dramatic kind of rain that rattled windows and sent tree branches flying, but the steady, determined kind that seemed perfectly content to stay all day. It drummed softly against rooftops, collected in puddles along the sidewalks, and turned the entire little town of Bellweather grey.... Continue Reading →
Some weeks are productive. Some weeks are relaxing. Some weeks are inspiring journeys of personal growth... And then there are weeks where you basically stumble from one day to the next, fueled by questionable amounts of sleep, conversations with dogs, and the stubborn belief that eventually Friday will arrive. Welcome to my week. It started... Continue Reading →
It was early June 1993 when Desmond “Joe” Warren and his girlfriend found themselves parked along a quiet gravel road in Renfrew County, Ontario. They had been visiting friends at a party and eventually pulled their vehicle into the entrance of an old logging trail along McLeod Road, between the communities of Springtown and Burnstown.... Continue Reading →
There are certain moments in life when you realize you’ve made a mistake. For Julia, that moment came when she was standing in the frozen-food aisle holding a family-sized lasagna while an employee announced over the store’s speaker system, “Would the owner of a blue Honda Civic please return to your vehicle? Your car appears... Continue Reading →
Every Saturday morning, Arthur carried one extra chair onto the sidewalk outside his little secondhand bookstore. Nobody really knew why. The shop itself was the sort of place people could easily walk past without noticing. Its windows were crowded with crooked towers of books, faded postcards, and handwritten signs promising things like “Mysteries: Cheaper Than... Continue Reading →
The legend of the Waheela comes from the vast northern wilderness of Canada, particularly the Northwest Territories and the mysterious Nahanni region. It tells of an enormous wolf-like creature that supposedly roams remote forests and mountain valleys far from human settlements. According to the legend, the Waheela resembles a wolf at first glance, but anyone... Continue Reading →
Every Saturday morning, Mr. Bell set up a tiny table at the local farmers’ market with exactly twelve jars of honey. His table wasn’t fancy. There were no colourful banners or elaborate displays, just a faded yellow tablecloth, twelve jars filled with golden honey, and a handwritten sign that read, “Made by happy bees and... Continue Reading →
