All around the world, there are century old legends, so bone chilling, they’ll turn goose bumps into ostrich bumps within a matter of seconds. They will haunt your dreams, waking you in the night terrified by what may be lurking in the shadows. These legends are unforgiving, yet never forgotten, and and that is why they are passed down from one generation to the next like worthy gemstones.
There’s one legend of that sort, and it’s not only spoken of, but celebrated every year on Hallows night. It is the legend of ‘Hangman’s Gorge.’
The legend surrounds a sleepy little town called Windy Hills. How the town acquired the name is quite simple, for it sits in a hollow, and is surrounded by mossy forest of weeping willows and fir trees. During
There’s one legend of that sort, and it’s not only spoken of, but celebrated every year on Hallows night. It is the legend of ‘Hangman’s Gorge.’
The legend surrounds a sleepy little town called Windy Hills. How the town acquired the name is quite simple, for it sits in a hollow, and is surrounded by mossy forest of weeping willows and fir trees. During