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Yule Wraith — Fexingo Horror
by Fexingo
On the cusp of winter solstice, when the last light drains from the sky and frost webs the windowpanes, Luna sits on a snowy porch and tells the stories that gather in the dark like a Yule tide. Each episode of Yule Wraith is a self-contained tale — a folk horror for the longest night, where ancient rituals stir beneath Christmas cheer, where the wassail cup holds something older than wine, and where a wreath of yew and holly might be the only charm against what creeps through the evergreens. From a solitary farmhouse that never appears on any map, to a bell that tolls without a ringer, to a child's gift that should never be opened after midnight — these are winter solstice stories for those who know the sleigh bells can be a warning. Luna's voice is like embers in the hearth, steady and warm, but the shadows she describes shift just beyond the firelight. This is not the holiday you remember. This is the night you stay awake until dawn, curtains drawn, listening for hooves in the snow.
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ABOUT THIS SHOW
On the cusp of winter solstice, when the last light drains from the sky and frost webs the windowpanes, Luna sits on a snowy porch and tells the stories that gather in the dark like a Yule tide. Each episode of Yule Wraith is a self-contained tale — a folk horror for the longest night, where ancient rituals stir beneath Christmas cheer, where the wassail cup holds something older than wine, and where a wreath of yew and holly might be the only charm against what creeps through the evergreens. From a solitary farmhouse that never appears on any map, to a bell that tolls without a ringer, to a child's gift that should never be opened after midnight — these are winter solstice stories for those who know the sleigh bells can be a warning. Luna's voice is like embers in the hearth, steady and warm, but the shadows she describes shift just beyond the firelight. This is not the holiday you remember. This is the night you stay awake until dawn, curtains drawn, listening for hooves in the snow.
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