#Appalachian ghost

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Raymond Thompson Jr | Appalachian Ghost | MoCP

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The Wendigo

The Wendigo is a mythical creature that is said to inhabit the forests of the Algonquian people of North America. It is typically described as a tall, thin creature with a deer-like head and antlers. The Wendigo is said to be incredibly strong and fast, and it is often associated with cannibalism.

The Wendigo legend is thought to have originated in the Algonquian tribes of the Great Lakes region, but it has since spread to other parts of North America, including the Southeast. There are many different variations of the Wendigo legend, but they all share some common elements.

One common belief is that the Wendigo is created when a human is driven to cannibalism by hunger or greed. The Wendigo is said to be a manifestation of the person's darkest desires, and it is driven by an insatiable hunger.

Another common belief is that the Wendigo is a spirit that inhabits the forest. It is said to be a trickster spirit that lures people into the woods and then kills them.

The Wendigo is a feared creature among many Native American tribes, and it is often used as a cautionary tale about the dangers of greed and selfishness. The Wendigo legend is also a reminder of the importance of community and sharing.

There are no confirmed sightings of the Wendigo in the Southeast US, but the legend persists. Some people believe that the Wendigo is a real creature, while others believe that it is a myth. However, the Wendigo legend continues to be a part of the cultural heritage of many Native American tribes in the Southeast.

Here are some additional details about the Wendigo legend:

The Wendigo is said to be able to mimic human voices, which it uses to lure its victims.

The Wendigo's breath is said to be so cold that it can freeze a person to death.

The Wendigo is said to be immune to fire and bullets.

The only way to kill a Wendigo is to destroy its heart.

The Wendigo is a powerful and terrifying creature, and its legend continues to fascinate and frighten people today.

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[kmartmolotov]

i’m made of waste

[marsinthecorner]

@oldgodspod featured an old story I remembered from my childhood: Tailypo. A ghost story that had me paranoid as a child, especially when I heard scratching outside the house. Mom and dad always had to reassure me it was raccoons.

[evilghostwizard]

The Not Deer

commissions open! DM me if you are interested

[chaoticdesertdweller]

Pocahontas, VA

📸 Lorna Milligan

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Sunshine “you wanna fuck around and find out big boy” Ghoul

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Appalachian Cryptid Rain ghoul

Rain with instead of fish features, he has amphibian features. Tadpole-like tail, extra inner eyelid, webbing between his fingies. Instead of blue he is more a greenish tint to blend in with the more algae rich water and the aquatic plant life of the Appalachian lakes

He has a soft melodic Appalachian accent and the rumors about him have been slowly spreading amongst hiker communities. He's not quite got cryptid status but he's becoming a bit of a local legend.

Because he's not any kind of notoriously sought after cryptid, hikers aren't warned not hike the trail that goes by Rain's lake.

Oh well, hikers go missing sometimes, right? Probably went and poked at a bear, right? Cause there isn't anything weird in these woods...

[oldnorthcarolina]

Ghost plant — Black Balsam, North Carolina — Summer 2024

[churcvh]

The Poss House

visited a lovely old house that belonged to a family named the “Poss” family a few weeks ago. this is the back of the house, i didn’t get any good pictures of the front sadly. i visited with my parents and my father, who has had many “paranormal” experiences, felt very uneasy and had a huge cold spot show up behind him despite the 100+ degree Georgia heat. i didn’t capture any ghosts on camera, but we left pretty fast after that!

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[itwasntaphase]

There's something so lovely about the idea of decomposing. A sort of poetry that comes with returning to the earth. Moss taking over my skin, vines tangling into my bones, flowers growing from the nutrients in my blood, animals using me to feed their young. I hope after I die I get to haunt a spot where the forest meets the sea so that I can ominously stand looking over the ocean. I am also content with Haunting a large woods filled with animals that I can spend eternity running with. Life is so beautiful but I feel death will be just as beautiful in its own strange way.

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The Ghost Town of Lost Cove:

Lost Cove is located in Yancey County, North Carolina. What once was a thriving mecca for moonshine and timber, Lost Cove is now a ghost town deep in the Pisgah National Forest. Lost Cove was the home to a small community of people from the mid 1800's to the 1950's and it is estimated that around 100 people used to call this town home. Now, all that remains are abandoned homes, rusted cars, crumbling rock walls, and the tombstones of former residents from over a century ago.

What Happened:

In the late 19th and early 20th century the town prospered from farming and logging operations. This brought the railroad into the Blue Ridge community, and with it, more residents. During prohibition the area became a haven for moonshine producers. Due to it’s proximity along the North Carolina and Tennessee border, local law officials couldn’t agree on who had jurisdiction to police the area, which emboldened moonshiners to move to the region for production.

Eventually the timber from logging operations ran low, which led to the decision to halt the railroad service that brought passenger trains through the area. Despite a wagon road, a proper road was never built, and the loss of train service isolated the town residents making it difficult to receive supplies. All of that, combined with the area’s rough terrain, led to a gradual departure of residents until the last known family left in 1957.

Many of the structures that were left behind were consumed by a fire in 2007. However all was not lost (pardon the pun), and adventurous hikers can still find the ruins tucked deep in the forest. You can visit the remains, but only by hiking into the area. There are a couple of ways into the cove, but each requires a full day of in-and-out hiking. The slope can be rather steep in some areas as well so expect dramatic elevation changes

Getting here is a journey in itself. There's two main routes to Lost Cove. The easiest route is the Lost Cove Trail which you'll find from an unlabeled trailhead off Forest Service Road 278. The 2.5-mile trek starts with ascending two miles up a gravel road then leading down Flattop Mountain, eventually ending at Lost Cove. Once here, you can explore the many abandoned buildings, cars, even a small cemetery situated on top of a hill. All places here once breathed with life and although the last remaining resident didn't leave until 1957, it feels as if it's been abandoned for hundreds of years.

•Learn more at https://www.brendajwiley.com/lost_cove.html

•https://www.fs.usda.gov/recarea/nfsnc/recarea/?recid=48550

•https://www.appalachianhistory.net/2021/04/the-vanished-community-of-lost-cove.html

(From Wikipedia and Onlyinyourstate)

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