Saturday 23 February 2013

Shorts for filks!


Unlike anything you’ve seen Dartmoor is in South-England. Some are storied with ghosts of beasts and the devil for a cup of ghosts and monster.
However, one of the most curious Dartmoors storiess is one of modern times. I have Hairy Hands. It is repiorted several times by special people, and takes place in one, very specific twentieth ccentury. The road isPostbridge.
Drivers in their strange cars would be speeding their motorcycles when Haory Hands would strangle their wheels. Survivors were being forced off the road into doom. From 1909, my hands were reported as being nowhere.
The hands killed a doctor of prison, the hands killed a captain of military, the hands killed two girls
In the 1940s the hands continued to kill everyone when they would rise from nowehhh and grab you and pull you into darkness. It is very effective.

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