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Fancy a folkloric read? Check out FolkloreThursday’s books!

Fancy a folkloric read? Check out FolkloreThursday’s books!

He used to bleat. Walking upright, a goat the size of a grown man would tramp in from the cold with a sack hanging over his shoulder, bleating.

My parents tell me a few last family legends, and I contemplate on how these stories might change in the telling. “This happened to your lolo [my paternal grandfather] as a young man, before he got married,” Dad said. “It was when he was in Cagayan de Oro.” My grandfather was a priest with the […]

The tales surrounding this, rather unassuming, standing-stone are taller than the stone itself.

A Welsh legend from the Red Lake tells the story of a doomed marriage between a mortal farmer and a beautiful Otherworld maiden who emerged from the lake.

The image of the Gypsy conjures up ideas of a carefree people, who live life without rules and restrictions. In reality, being a real Romany Gypsy is not a life of lackadaisical sea-shore living. In fact, our lives are quite the opposite.
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