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Honestly Gothic Novels set in the SouthWest are my new favorite obsession. Cowboys fighting vampires? Sign me the fuck up. Mysterious going’s on at a Mexican ranch with a fleabag style romance between a Spanish exorcist and the lady of the house? I’m fucking there. Resident Evil type of storyline with a Indigenous Mexican woman? God I love it here.

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A Testament of Blood

a short folk horror story

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In the chill of the salt-laden air, a figure obscured herself in the dim reaches of the burn. She gazed out across the darkening loch, to the village of Torrin, which sat sleepy and still, weighted by the damp. Lingering in silence, she anticipated the rise of the baleful moon and the terrors that would surely follow in its wake.

The 14th of November 1997… the full moon rose over the hills of the Isle of Skye, Scotland. A primal presence stalked the misty recesses of the vale, hungry, never to be sated. In the gloom of the autumn night, who could endure the torment of the wolf?

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I paint my own book covers for all of my stories! This is (most of) the time lapse for my most recent piece I made for my short story A Testament of Blood (Read It Here) I wrote for spooky season!

I made repaints of the mountains and some of the fur that is now the final book cover! I am hoping have small pocket-sized hardcovers made of this little short story.

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Chapters XIV & XV - (FALLING EQUINOX & APART) ARE LIVE!

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Chapter XIII - STALKERS is LIVE!

"That compulsive feeling tingling at the base of my neck, I gaze back… enormous wide piercing silver eyes loom, the man with dreads sits kneeling, wrists snapped and dangling, but raised like some kind of twisted, woeful prayer, as though venerating the monstrosity in the darkness."

- The Gods of Ghost River

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Chapter XI -SOUL OF THE STORM, from The Gods of Ghost River is up on Royal Road! ⛈

“Don’t let me fade…” I plead… to her, maybe. Or maybe, it’s an appeal to the universe itself.

- The Gods of Ghost River

Read it here! www.GodsofGhostRiver.com

Riley Yates Nu (original art by Vincent Patrick) Check out his work here: @demidevilqueen

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CHAPTER 10 OF THE GODS OF GHOST RIVER IS LIVE!

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1000 Views on The Gods of Ghost River

A huge milestone for my first novel! And new chapters starting in January! 📕

Haven’t read it yet? Check it out at www.GodsofGhostRiver.com

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Sage & Twilight

(original art by Chenoa Ellinghaus)

Medium: Digital Painting (Procreate) Copyright © 2022 Chenoa Ellinghaus - Split Mountain Studios

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As the long crimson fingers of twilight creep over sun-baked hills, you may see him. Sometimes, an ordinary prong-buck or a figure clad in suede robes adorned in markings lost to time. The Sage Keeper, Chapu’tuap, an omen of the coming storms, and the guardian of the sacred herb.

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They Who Awaken When The Red Stone Turns Black

(original art by Chenoa Ellinghaus)

Medium: Digital Painting (Procreate) Copyright © 2022 Chenoa Ellinghaus - Split Mountain Studios

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I walked a solitary path on a frigid winter morning. Upon a great black stone, from out of the fog, came a strange visage, starlit eyes, feathers of midnight; the many-faced one. I lost sense of time, and as though just a dream, it vanished.

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A shivering shape at the edge of your eye — the figure who waits at the end of the drive.

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Navan'yu Lineart Study & WIP

"A falling stone from atop of the great rock formations draws my attention. I look. I see it. A monstrous shape in the blackness above me, silhouetted against the galactic sky. Disturbing wide luminous orbs, silver disks akin to the setting moonlight. Violent eyes. It glares at me through the dimness."

- The Gods of Ghost River

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Study of "Packer's Gate"

"An eerie feeling hits, I’m being surveyed, not the stars, not the ancestors. A primal ping of adrenaline hits me, like a rabbit stalked by something ravenous. The gloom of the titanic sandstone pillars of Packer’s Gate close around me as the lizard eye moon dips towards the horizon."

- The Gods of Ghost River

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“Those eyes staring back at me. They know me. I don’t want them to know me…”

Alone in the oppressive desert night, ancient things stir, unearthly, bound by blood. Disconnected from the civilized world, Riley finds himself propelled into a realm of shadows. Does he trust his perception or is this a nightmare born of the deepest folds of his mind?

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