'Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God!—no, no! They heard!—they suspected!—they knew!—they were making a mockery of my horror!—this I thought, and this I think.'

🖊️The Tell-tale Heart, by Edgar Allan Poe.
🎨H. Clarke.
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On Walpurgis night at Rooksmoor, we feast. Windows and doors lay open till dawn, for if ghosts and witches from everywhere are expelled, here they have a nice place to rest for a while.

🎨Unknown.
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In the dead of the night of Walpurgis, bells toll all over Czechia. People gather around bonfires, banging pots as loud as possible to drive out witches. It is said that if the smoke darkens, they have flown away.

🎨J. J. Verreyt
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'She said, that the ghost of her departed lord had appeared to her, and revealed the circumstances of this murder. None of the servants, but one, were permitted to see her.'

🖋️The Old English Baron, by Clara Reeve.
🎨W. Hamilton.
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When the Founder said Rooksmoor was his dream house, he meant so most literally. After they moved in, he began to regard all those troubled dreams as worthwhile—despite the screaming and sleepwalking.

🎨J.A. Grimshaw
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'I often glimpse our bygone childhood in the empty air: running around the Manor or huddled over a book. How happy we were, and how dearly I miss them now I've outlived them all.'

- The Archivist, 3rd Keeper.

🎨F. Schlesinger
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After another vicious beating, Don Quixote convinced Sancho to prepare a miraculous cure, the Balm of Fierabras, claiming to know its recipe. However, what they brewed was no elixir but a vomit-inducing laxative—which almost kills Sancho.

🎨G. Doré
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As the train vanished over the horizon, the Traveler's siblings vowed never to desert each other or Rooksmoor when in need.
A promise only one would keep upon their father's death.

🎨C. Spitzweg.
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The evil eye was a most feared and deeply rooted superstition in Spain. Thus, amulets to ward it off were myriad: crosses, bells, trinkets of coral, boar tusk, black amber or badger claws—often worn in a belt.

🎨J. P. de la Cruz.
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Whenever someone in the Family married at Rooksmoor, the bride's bouquet had to be made with flowers from the Manor's gardens. After all, no florist in Town was willing to provide deadly nightshade.

🎨M. Roosenboom.
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Diego Corriente was an Andalusian bandit regarded, in life, as a kind of folk hero, for he gave to the poor part of what he took from the rich.
However, his life had no happy end—in 1871, at 25 years of age, he was captured, hanged and quartered.

🎨R. del Castillo
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The quest to slay the frightful Minotaur only succeeded due to Ariadne's help, who had fallen in love with Theseus. She gave him a sword to kill the beast and a ball of thread—so he could retrace his steps and escape the Labyrinth.

🎨A. Kauffmann
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If you ever fear witches may cause dismay,
a horseshoe in the chimney keeps them at bay.
Remember that loud noises cause them much fright:
Which is why bells thunder on Walpurgis night.

🎨A. W. Parsons.
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'I'll do as much for my true-love
As any young man may;
I'll sit and mourn all at her grave
For a twelvemonth and a day.'

🖋️'The Unquiet Grave' (Child Ballad 78), collected by Francis James Child.
🎨W.A. Bourguereau
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The Family revived many long-forgotten feasts and traditions once settled in Rooksmoor. Such strange rites gave the Manor quite the eery reputation—long before the deaths, the fire, and the ghosts.

🎨P. van Schendel.
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'Some wondered what drew so many bats to roost at Rooksmoor; yet for us dwellers, that is no mystery: after all, the Manor was built as a haven for the shunned, the strange, and the lost.'

-The Archivist, 3rd Keeper.
🎨Unknown
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A few months after sacking Rome in 410 AD, King Alaric I suffered a sudden illness that cost him his life. Legend tells that his body, along with all his treasures, was buried in a tomb dug under the riverbed of the Busento—which is yet to be found.

🎨H. Leutemann
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In time, the wonderous stories of whimsy about Rooksmoor became rumours of ghosts and curses. And so the Manor decayed, darkened by those tales—a rotting corpse on the edge of Town.

🎨F M Kruseman
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Bluebells and fairies go hand-in-hand in British folklore, growing in woods intricately woven with their magic. So beware when picking these flowers—fairies might led you astray, lost in their woods forevermore!

🎨R. Wheelwright
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'Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?'

🖊️Ovid, Metamorphoses.
🎨Christian Gottlieb Kratzenstein-Stub.
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