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@edvane.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 7:00 PM

Back in early August, when @bethcgreenberg.com
hosted #vss365, I posted this, and Beth and I had a brief exchange about it on Bluesky. She declared, 'I would read that story!' and so I present 'An Old Family Recipe' here today. LINK IN COMMENTS #Edvane

@edvane.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 10:36 AM

#vss365 They found it beneath the old apothecary, a #melange of man, beast and devils, stitched together by twisted hands. It opened six different eyes. The priest called it an abomination. The mayor called it impossible. Then its mouths opened too.
“Wrong, sirs. We are hungry.” #Edvane #DarkFantasy

A 16:9 Gothic horror illustration styled like a richly coloured 19th-century engraving. A parchment panel on the left contains the #vss365 story. On the right, beneath an ancient apothecary, a grotesque stitched creature looms from a cluttered candlelit chamber. Its impossible body combines human flesh, scales, hide, horns and demonic tissue, with mismatched limbs, six different eyes and several ravenous mouths opening across its body. A terrified priest and mayor recoil before it amid cloudy specimen jars, hanging herbs, surgical instruments and bloodstained equipment. The whole image is enclosed by a thin antiquarian border.
@edvane.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 10:09 AM

*How to let an object tell its own story*. The object as narrator is rarely used well in fantasy. When it works, the thing remembers everything, stripping away the consolation of human perspective and leaving no escape from the moment. #Edvane #DarkFantasy

LINK IN COMMENTS

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@edvane.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 10:19 AM

#vss365 The witchfinder claimed #intuition told him which women served the Devil, without evidence. The midwife burned first. Then the widow. Then the miller’s daughter. At his fourth trial, the accused woman smiled. “Of course you can recognise us,” she said. “You created us.” #Edvane #DarkFantasy

Dark historical-fantasy illustration of a late-17th-century witch trial. A calm, restrained woman gives the uneasy witchfinder a faint knowing smile inside a timber courtroom. Outside, three burned stakes still smoke, with three ghostly female shapes barely visible in the drifting haze. The left panel contains the #vss365 story about “intuition” and ends: “You created us.”
@edvane.bsky.socialSep 8, 2026, 10:08 AM

#vss365 The fishermen laughed when Old Meg stepped onto the #moonglade and walked out across the sea. Drunk and daring, they rowed after her silver path. Their boat drifted back empty. Meg was waiting near the shore.

“Fools,” she said. “The moon only shows you where to drown.” #Edvane #DarkFantasy

A 16:9 antiquarian maritime illustration. On the left, a weathered parchment panel contains a dark #vss365 tale about Gloucester fishermen following the witch Old Meg onto a moonlit path across the sea and never returning. On the right, an elderly woman in dark, windblown New England clothing stands calmly on the rocky Gloucester shore beneath heavy clouds. An empty wooden fishing boat, with a loose oar trailing beside it, drifts back along a brilliant silver moonglade beneath the full moon. Dark water, sea spray, distant harbour buildings and a lighthouse create an ominous 19th-century folklore atmosphere.
@edvane.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 7:40 PM

In The Children of Bradfield Wood, I wanted to reimagine the Green Children of Woolpit: not as monsters, nor as victims of a monstrous forest, but as children put there by the real monster. Their father.

Some adult, somewhere, knew the truth.

LINK IN COMMENT #Edvane #Folklore

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@edvane.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 2:57 PM

#vss365 The monk found a #palimpsest beneath the monastery’s oldest Bible. He scraped away the holy text and read the words hidden underneath. They described his birth. His childhood. His taking of vows. Then his hand stopped. The next line read:

He has found us

#Edvane #DarkFantasy

Dark medieval illustration of a monk studying a scraped palimpsest by candlelight in a cramped monastic scriptorium. He stares grimly at the manuscript while several pale, almost invisible human faces watch from the deep shadows behind him. A parchment panel tells the story, ending: “He has found us.”
@edvane.bsky.socialSep 6, 2026, 5:32 PM

#vss365 The thief was #adroit enough to lift rings from sleeping bishops. So when he saw the old librarian dozing beside a chained, jewel-bound book, he almost laughed. The librarian opened one eye. “Careful,” he murmured. The thief looked down. #Edvane #DarkFantasy

Dark medieval fantasy illustration of a candlelit monastic library. A shocked thief recoils from a chained, jewel-bound manuscript, his severed hand still gripping the book while his wrist ends in a bloody stump. Beside him, an elderly spectacled librarian remains seated, looking bored and barely disturbed. The #vss365 story appears on a parchment panel to the left.
@edvane.bsky.socialSep 5, 2026, 2:00 PM

#vss365 The captain sent six men to #reconnoitre the sorcerer’s tower. He watched blue fire take the first, stone hands drag down the second, and something winged carry off the rest. His lieutenant swallowed. “You knew?”

“Of course, now we know what spells he's used up. ” #Edvane #DarkFantasy

@edvane.bsky.socialSep 3, 2026, 11:04 AM

#vss365 The merchant watched the hag grind bone, dried blood and strips of human flesh into her steaming #elixir. “You swear this will extend my life?”

“Oh, certainly,” she said, handing him the cup. “Every man I’ve made it from has been dead for centuries.” #Edvane #DarkFantasy