Legend has it that on Friday 13th of April 1640 a holy man was travelling to perform an exorcism. His coachman made haste through the storm. When the clock in the town struck eight, a sick boy sat up as if cured. It was a miracle. At the exact same time, at the edge of town, the horses reared up and in the mist there appeared a figure ... When the carriage arrived in town the holy man was nowhere to be seen. His coachman could not explain it: the inside of the carriage was burnt to a crisp; only the remains of the numbers 666 could be seen, each number scorched a deep glowing red. Some say the holy man was dragged to Hell, and on the 13th of each month, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the numbers 666 appear a choc-berry red at the edge of town ... And if it should happen to fall on a Friday, the figure of a holy man can be seen fighting a horned beast.
Sue Clayton
30/10/2021 02:42:42 am
The numbers 666 can still strike fear into god-fearing folk, even today.
Candace Arthuria Williams
30/10/2021 06:13:37 pm
I'll say, Sue. If you were going for terror, Alex, well done.
Alex B
31/10/2021 04:36:08 pm
Sue,Candace thanks for you kind words as to night is hollow eve I thought a chilling tail of terra was only right I’m pleased to hear you liked it Comments are closed.
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