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Mothlight — Fexingo Horror
by Fexingo
From the porch of a lonely farmhouse on the plains of central Illinois, Luna tells the stories of the Mothlight — those rare, flickering moments when something beyond the veil of ordinary darkness reveals itself. Each episode is a self-contained tale of rural horror, rooted in the soil of forgotten towns and silent cornfields. Here, the harvest moon hides hungry things in its shadows, old barns hold secrets that were never meant to be unearthed, and the light of a flashlight beam cutting through a swarm of moths might just be the last thing you ever see. Luna's voice is a low ember, burning slow through stories of abandoned grain silos that hum at night, of crossroads where you can trade a memory for a favor, and of the red-eyed watchers that gather at the edge of every field. There is no escape from the flat, open land — only the creeping certainty that the darkness out there is not empty. Each story stands alone, but together they form a constellation of dread, mapping the unseen geo
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The Mailbox at the End of Rankin Road
In the summer of 2001, Luna's aunt passed away in the small town of Bolivar, Missouri. The house on Rankin Road was empty, but the mailbox kept receiving letters—addressed to the aunt, postmarked from nowhere. Luna began sitting on the porch at dusk, watching the road, waiting for the carrier who...
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The Moth Room at the Morrison Place
In the summer of 2006, Luna's cousin rented a farmhouse outside the town of Macks Creek, Missouri, and discovered that every room contained a single moth—always awake, always still. What began as an annoyance became an obsession when the moths began to form words with their wing patterns…
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The Comb at the Diner on Route 9
Late autumn, 2 a.m., on a rural Missouri highway. Luna recalls a season she worked the graveyard shift at a diner outside Millbrook, where a customer with no name left behind a tortoiseshell comb. The moths that night were thicker than she'd ever seen, and the comb hummed with a warmth that...
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The Chicken Coop at the Holloway Place
In the summer of 2017, Luna found herself drawn to an abandoned farmstead in Dade County, Missouri—specifically, a chicken coop that had been nailed shut for decades. The locals whispered about the Holloway man who disappeared after his wife left, and the sounds that came from that coop at night....
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The Spiral in the Moth's Wing
Luna sits on her porch in Bentwood, October night, watching moths circle the light. She notices one with a spiral pattern on its wing—then another, and another. All from the same direction: the abandoned Miller place. She follows, finds a barn full of silent moths glowing from within, and a pair…
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The Shape in the Field Near Gentryville
Late October 1999. A wrong turn on Foster Road outside Gentryville, Illinois, leads Luna to a cornfield where a figure stands motionless at dusk. As she draws closer, she recognizes the dress worn by a woman who vanished months earlier—and what she sees in that face is not human. A story about...
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The Photograph at the Airstream in Taney County
Summer 1993. A woman named Marguerite lives alone in a vintage Airstream trailer at the edge of a hayfield in Taney County, Missouri. She collects old photographs from estate sales and flea markets, and pins them to the wall of her trailer. One night, she finds a Polaroid that shows a woman who...
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The Light at the Crossroads in Pike County
On a September night in 2017, Luna's car died on a gravel road outside of Pike County, Missouri. No cell service, no houses in sight. She walked toward a distant glow, a single light at a four-way stop where nothing should have been. The woman in the red truck offered a ride, but Luna couldn't...
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The Keyhole at the Haines House in Strafford
October of 1997. A storm rolling in over the Ozarks. I was house-sitting for a woman named Margaret Haines in the town of Strafford — a favor for a friend of a friend, nothing I thought twice about. The house was old, two stories, set back from the road with a wraparound porch and a keyhole on…
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The Telephone at the Crossroads in Hickory County
In the summer of 1987, a payphone at a rural crossroads in Hickory County, Missouri, began ringing every night at exactly 2:17 AM. No one ever answered it — until a traveler named Elroy stopped to pick up the receiver. What he heard changed the way I think about roads, and about the people who...
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The Gravel Pit at Midnight, Otter Creek County
When the summer drought of 1997 cracked the clay of Otter Creek County, it also cracked something in the town of Spurville. The teenagers had a tradition: drive to the old gravel pit after midnight, park with the headlights off, and see who could last the longest in the dark. But that August, the...
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The Switch at the Mercyville Water Tower
September 1989. A dry autumn in Mercyville, Indiana, population 312. Luna's cousin Annie had lived there her whole life, in the same white clapboard house her grandfather built, at the end of a gravel road that dead-ended at the water tower. The tower had been decommissioned in '72, but the light...
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The Last Bell at St. Agnes School, Cottonwood County
Luna remembers a night in late August 2017, when a friend from high school called her out of a dead sleep. Claire had been a skeptic her whole life — until the bells started ringing in the empty school across the street from her rental house in Cottonwood, Kansas. Luna drove forty minutes to sit...
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The Radio at the Last Gas Station in Thayer
It was August in Thayer, Missouri, a town where the last gas station on the highway still had a pay phone and a pump that rang a bell. Luna stopped for gas at midnight and found the old man who ran the place—a man who hadn't left the station in forty years, except he always left, every night,...
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The Last Light at the Broken Windmill in Harper County
It's 1997, late September, and Luna is driving through the Oklahoma panhandle when her headlights catch a windmill that shouldn't be turning. No wind for hours. Every blade spins backward. She pulls off the highway and finds a man named Emmett sitting on the tailgate of a rusted pickup, staring…
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The Dress at the Washateria in Okeechobee
In the summer of 2009, I worked the overnight shift at a coin laundry on the edge of Okeechobee, Florida. The heat never broke. The machines hummed through the small hours, and most nights were just me, a stack of paperbacks, and the occasional drifter washing everything they owned. But there was…
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The Tree That Grew Around Itself in New Madrid County
A woman living alone on a farm near New Madrid, Missouri, notices a peculiar tree in her backyard — a sycamore that appears to have grown around something at its center. As she investigates, she discovers the tree has been swallowing objects left by the previous resident, each one a clue to a…
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The Sewing Machine at the Pines Motel in Fawn County
October 1998. A woman alone at the Pines Motel in Fawn County, Illinois. She's there to photograph the empty cornfields for a book project nobody will publish. But the motel has a history, and the room next door has a sewing machine that runs all night. She starts noticing things — the way the...
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The Storm Cellar on County Road 17 in Morley
In the summer of 1998, a woman named Ellen lived alone on a failing farm outside Morley, Missouri. She kept a storm cellar beneath her kitchen, not for tornadoes but for something else — something that came up from the ground at night. After a month of drought and strange heat, the cellar door...
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The Dry Well at Barren Creek in Cotton County
Luna recounts a night in late October 2019 when a childhood friend, Annie Marchetti, called her after twenty years of silence. Annie had gone back to their hometown in Cotton County, Oklahoma, to settle her late grandmother's farm. But the farm wasn't empty. Something had been living in the dry...
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The Silo at Moon Hill in Grand River County
October 1998, just past midnight on a dirt road outside a town called Grand River. My cousin Caleb and I were driving back from a party when we saw a light in a silo that had been abandoned for thirty years. The silo stood alone in a bare field, a concrete cylinder with a rusted ladder bolted to...
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The Screen Door on Orchard Lane in Cairo
Summer 2007. A woman named Elara moves back to her late grandmother's house in Cairo, Illinois, a small town at the confluence of the Ohio and Mississippi rivers. The house is unchanged since her childhood summers—the same floral wallpaper, the same creaking stairs, the same screen door that…
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The Survey Stake at Hawthorn Hill in Wabash County
In the summer of 1997, Luna's uncle took a temporary job with the county surveyor's office in Wabash County, Illinois. He was sent to mark boundary lines on a stretch of undeveloped land known locally as Hawthorn Hill — a low ridge covered in old-growth trees and underbrush that no one had…
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The Well at Hargrave Farm in Pettis County
In the summer of 1997, Luna's cousin Della took a job cataloging junk at a crumbling farmstead outside Sedalia, Missouri. The owner was a woman named Marguerite Hargrave, who hadn't left the property in forty years and refused to discuss the stone well in the back pasture. Della started hearing...
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The Fog on Hawk Road Near Dunn Grove
In the autumn of 2017, Luna drove a back road in Dunn Grove, Missouri, and found a fog that didn't move with the wind. It hung over a stretch of Hawk Road like a held breath, swallowing sound and headlights equally. She met an old man named Mr. Tolliver who stood at the edge of his property every...
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The Locked Room at the Belvidere Motor Lodge
In October of 1998, Luna's uncle told her about a night he spent at the Belvidere Motor Lodge outside Wymore, Nebraska—a two-story motel with a neon sign that buzzed like a trapped fly. He checked in late, took room 212, and woke at 3:03 AM to the sound of a key turning in the lock of the…
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The Last Pump at the Spur in Gentry County
Luna recalls a July night in 1997 when she stopped for gas at a lonely station on a Missouri back road. The attendant wore a cracked smile and kept saying the pump would run dry at midnight. She watched the clock tick over while something scratched inside the tank. This is a story about waiting,...
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The Last Canning Jar at the Root Cellar in Poinsett
October 1987, the root cellar beneath the old Lattimer place on Sourwood Road in Poinsett, South Dakota. My grandmother's cousin kept a pantry down there—shelves of preserves, pickled beets, and one jar she said no one was ever to open. The year I turned nineteen, I went down to count the jars…
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The Switch at the Grange Hall in Minton
Minton, Nebraska, had a Grange Hall that nobody used anymore. A hundred-year-old building with a tin roof and a single light switch in the pantry that, if you flipped it at exactly 3:27 AM, would light a room that wasn't there. Luna's friend Cora first told her about it one humid July night in...
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The Last Bus on County Line Road
Luna remembers a September evening in 1999 when the last school bus of the season ran late through the hollows of Breckinridge County, Kentucky. The driver was a woman named Maybell who always took the long way home. That night, the road was different—the turns were wrong, the fields stretched…
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The Last Room at the Blue Moon Motel in Yuma
June 1987, just off a two-lane blacktop south of Yuma, Colorado. The Blue Moon Motel has twelve rooms arranged in an L-shape around a cracked asphalt lot. Room Twelve is at the far end, windows painted shut, the air so still you can taste the dust. I stayed there one night because I was too tired...
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The Cell at the Depot in Verona
October 2022. Verona, Illinois. A town with a defunct train depot and a volunteer fire department. Luna's cousin, Sam, took a job as a night watchman at the depot, a job that had been open for six months because no one would stay. The depot was a museum during the day, but at night it was just a...
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The Wire at the Wayfarer Motel in Truth County
On a dead stretch of 2-lane blacktop in central Nebraska, there is a motel called the Wayfarer that no longer appears on any map. Luna’s truck broke down there at 2:34 a.m. in October of 2017. The owner—a thin man named Stroud—gave her the last room without asking for payment. He only asked that...
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The Field Recorder at Black Oak Ridge
In the summer of 1987, a sound engineer named Cora drove out to Black Oak Ridge, Illinois, to capture the ambient noise of the cornfields at night. She set up her reel-to-reel recorder near the old Threshing Ring, hoping for crickets and wind. What she caught on tape was a voice—low, scraping,...
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The Church at Dry Creek Crossing
In the autumn of 1987, a traveling photographer named Eleanor Mayhew stopped at a white clapboard church at the crossroads of Dry Creek and Old State Road. The church had no congregation, no pastor, and a door that swung open on its own whenever the wind died. Eleanor was documenting abandoned...
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The Last Light at the Grain Elevator in Tilden
A farmer in Tilden, Nebraska, notices his grain elevator's beacon has been blinking wrong for three nights—not a pattern the FAA would approve, not a pattern that matches any known light. He calls the county road crew, but the man who answers says the elevator was decommissioned in 1987, and…
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The Barn at Mallow Creek
Late autumn, 1998. A woman named Diane inherits her uncle's farmhouse outside the dead-end town of Mallow Creek, Iowa. The barn is the only structure she can't bring herself to enter—not for any reason she can name. Just a feeling. A smell. A humming sound that starts at dusk. This is the story…
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The Radio at Little Creek Diner
A short-order cook at an all-night diner outside Harristown, Illinois starts picking up a voice on the radio that sounds exactly like her dead daughter. The signal is faint at first, then clearer. The voice knows things only her daughter could. But the radio hasn't been plugged in for three…
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The Hayloft at Bellbrook Stock Farm
Late October 1997, Luna's cousin rents a rundown farmhouse outside Bellbrook, Ohio. The property comes with a hayloft full of old horse blankets and a landlord who insists the upstairs door stay bolted. By the third night, the wind through the cracks starts to sound almost like language—and...
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Signal at Lost Creek Fire Tower
In the summer of 2012, I spent a week alone at the Lost Creek Fire Tower in the Kettle Moraine region of Wisconsin. The tower had been decommissioned for years, but a friend of a friend who worked for the forest service let me stay there to record ambient sound for a project I never finished. The...
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The Last Payphone at Belle Fourche Crossing
In August of 2003, the last working payphone in Belle Fourche, South Dakota sat in a gravel lot behind a boarded-up gas station. It rang every night at 11:47. It rang for two weeks before anyone answered it. Luna heard the story from a man named Wayne who'd worked the night shift at the grain...
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The Light in the Cornfield on Dobbs Road
In the summer of 2017, I drove past a cornfield on Dobbs Road in rural Indiana every night on my way home from the second shift. Around two in the morning, I started noticing a light—not a porch light or a car, but a single pale glow bobbing among the stalks. I told myself it was a farmer…
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The Switchboard at Half-Moon Junction
It was the summer of '83, and Luna's cousin Rose took a temporary job at the telephone exchange in Half-Moon Junction, a town so small the switchboard only lit up at night. Rose said the calls started coming in after midnight—always the same number, always a child's voice asking for someone who'd...
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The Station at Midnight on Route 9
It's late summer of 2017, just past two in the morning, and Luna's car is running on fumes somewhere between Nowhere and Noplace on a county road that's too dark to walk. The only light for miles is a single gas station—old pumps, a flickering sign, a clerk who doesn't blink enough. She's been…
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The Last Call at the Gas N Go in Tawney Falls
In the summer of 2004, I worked the midnight shift at a gas station off Route 9 in Tawney Falls, Iowa. The town was mostly boarded up by then—just the station, a diner that closed at nine, and a lot of empty houses with dried-out lawns. I didn't mind the quiet until the woman started coming in....
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The Well at Wolf Creek School
In the fall of 1992, a single-room schoolhouse in Wolf Creek, Kansas still stood at the edge of a plowed field. Luna's grandmother taught there in the 1950s and told her about the well in the yard — how the children were forbidden from going near it, how one boy named Samuel disappeared on an...
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The Silo at Cottonwood Crossing
In the fall of 2016, Luna's cousin rented a farmhouse outside Cottonwood Crossing, Iowa. The silo on the property had been sealed for decades, but every night at 2:33 AM, something began knocking from the inside. Luna stayed with him for a week, recording the sounds, watching the red light…
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The Water Tower at Trestle Creek
In the summer of 2018, I spent two weeks at my aunt's farmhouse outside Trestle Creek, Illinois. I was supposed to be recovering from something, but the quiet only made it worse. Every night I walked the gravel roads, trying to walk the restlessness out of my bones. The water tower stood at the...
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The Room at the End of the Hall at the Sunfish Motel
August in Millbrook, Indiana, where the heat doesn't break even at midnight. I stayed one night at the Sunfish Motel off Route 47, a place that looked like it hadn't seen a guest in years. The room at the end of the hall—room 12—had a light on when I checked in, and the manager told me to leave…
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The Starlight Motel at Three in the Morning
Luna recounts a night in August 2019 when her car died outside Blaine, Oklahoma, and a motel clerk named Dwayne let her into a room that was already taken. Not by a guest, but by a presence that had been waiting for years. The Starlight Motel had thirteen units, a flickering neon sign, and a...
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From the porch of a lonely farmhouse on the plains of central Illinois, Luna tells the stories of the Mothlight — those rare, flickering moments when something beyond the veil of ordinary darkness reveals itself. Each episode is a self-contained tale of rural horror, rooted in the soil of forgotten towns and silent cornfields. Here, the harvest moon hides hungry things in its shadows, old barns hold secrets that were never meant to be unearthed, and the light of a flashlight beam cutting through a swarm of moths might just be the last thing you ever see. Luna's voice is a low ember, burning slow through stories of abandoned grain silos that hum at night, of crossroads where you can trade a memory for a favor, and of the red-eyed watchers that gather at the edge of every field. There is no escape from the flat, open land — only the creeping certainty that the darkness out there is not empty. Each story stands alone, but together they form a constellation of dread, mapping the unseen geo
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