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Thanks to everyone who contributed to another fantastic #PhantomsFriday. I'm already looking forward to the next one but in the meantime we have #SpookWormSat - I'm sorry, of course I mean #BookWormSat - to enjoy.
BTW, Byron himself is also said to haunt Newstead Abbey. It's an awfully Gothic place!
Thanks to everyone who contributed to another fantastic #PhantomsFriday. I'm already looking forward to the next one but in the meantime we have #SpookWormSat - I'm sorry, of course I mean #BookWormSat - to enjoy.
oh yay.
so glad i saw this before bedtime.😳
“The "Witchy Birch Tree" in Hamsterly Forest, Durham. Developed for a short film called "The Birch". #PhantomsFriday “
Photograph of a ghostly figure in white hooded cape and robes standing at the edge of a lily pond.
Apparition
by Constant Puyo, 1910
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The Hayfield Resurrection is perhaps the most curious of the old Derbyshire legends as to these uncanny happenings. The story of it is told in a letter said to have been addressed by Dr. Clegg, at one time Presbyterian Minister at Chapel-en-le-Frith, to the Rev. Ebenezer Latham, of Findern, in which he avers that at Hayfield “several hundreds of bodies rose out of the open graves in the open day, to the great terror of several spectators…They deserted the coffin, and arising out of the grave immediately ascended towards heaven, singing in concert all along…They left a most fragrant and delicious odour behind them.” If this statement were really made by the rev. gentleman we imagine it would be by way of some sort of parable. It is not stated by whom the letter was actually ever seen.
Found this gem in the British Newspaper Archives this week - the Hayfield Resurrection. The writer of the article suggests that it probably began as a parable and over time evolved into local folklore. #PhantomsFriday
Although were banned in 2020 my hometown of Montreal is still apparently haunted by a #phantom caleche (horse drawn carriage) that takes unsuspecting people to the netherworld. A tourist in November 2025 had an encounter with it. Details can be found on the Haunted Montreal website #PhantomsFriday
a young girl lies asleep in bed, her black cat alert on the wooden chair beside her. a vaporous skeleton rises up from a tankard at the foot of her bed and attempts to strangle the child.
A Ghostly Skeleton Trying to Strangle a Sick Child; Representing Diphtheria
by Richard Tennant Cooper
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If there aren't any phantoms here, then there aren't any anywhere
#PhantomsFriday #ghost #folklore #horrorwriter
The Curse of La Llorona is a 2019 horror film.
The legend tells of a woman who drowned her children and now haunts the living, seeking others.
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Personally, I think taking away a stretch of land from a noble's estate and adding it to the land of the community should not be considered "theft" but an act of class justice.
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wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Man_Who_Moved_T...
Some say the bogs are haunted at night by the glow of lost souls, will-o’-the-wisps (ignis fatuus) luring unwary travelers to their doom.
🎨Teodoro Wolf Ferrari (1897)
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An illustration by John Hookham from 'Poltergeist Over England' (1945) showing a mysterious 'cone of light' appearing in a suburban living room.
In 1943 a Mrs Brierley wrote to Harry Price about her former home in #Worcester, which had been plagued by phenomena ranging from half-glimpsed apparitions through inexplicable bangs and thuds to weird lights: 'luminous balloons floating near the ceiling' and 'cone-shaped fountains'.
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"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned", and all that.
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https://wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Uglei
A frightening specter appears on the Lüneburg Heath during stormy nights.
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https://wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Wailing_Woman
A man lays down under a white sheet, while various bodies in various states of decomposition gather around him.
A medical student dreams of his research subjects. 1910, Bettmann Archives.
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A ghostly old man holds up a what appears to be the haloed apparition of a gorgon. In the background are an Edwardian couple are at a dining table: a seated man is clutching his chest, a standing woman is looking on, startled.
In response to @ninaantonia13.bsky.social's post, here is 'Spiritism', 1905, by Serafino Macchiato.
#PhantomsFriday #spiritualism #occult #artsky
OK, #PhantomsFriday time. Now I'm in my mid 40's, so the version of ghost hunting that first got my attention was definitely low resolution, found footage looking web 1.0 personal website media. It's all we had. If you weren't there, this quick compilation definitely captures that vibe so hard.
The Haunted Park - Richard Doyle
www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/3476... #art #illustration #phantomsfriday #folklore #fairytale #mythology #giftideas #homedecor #wallart
An old Polaroid showing a misty robed shape descending the stairs in an old abandoned house
Footsteps through the dust,
In a house where no one dwells,
Shadows haunt the stairs
#PhantomsFriday #haiku
#phantomsfriday Artist Serafino Macchiati 1861 - 1916 often depicted ghastly apparitions suggesting a wary interest in spiritualism. His otherworldly art implies a hidden world teeming with restless spirits in the comfortable surrounds of the bourgeoisie. (P.S He didn't invent Macchiato coffee)
Will-o'-wisps don't always lead people astray - not if you give them a proper tip.
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https://wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/Irrlichts_Get_a_Tip
The new King's Lynn library, which opens on Monday, used to be a branch of Argos and was haunted; the ghost took a liking to an employee apparently!
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More info at:
www.paullee.com/ghosts/ghost...
Deserted House By Marion Doyle I thought: Here are but echoing emptiness and dust, Silence and mystery, dead dreams of old desires; But over the foot-marred threshold shadows thrust Their fingers, groping for the phantom fires Of a pale moon's light that lies like sunlight spent Upon the tangled grasses of the lawn; Here are faint, half-heard whispers, eloquent Of vanished voices; the phenomenon Of printless footfalls; on the rotted rafter, Perched like storm-driven and bewildered birds, Flutter the shades of long-lost tears and laughter, Of ruffled, smooth, of gray and irised words: Hearing the echoed cries of birth and death, Hearing the muted whisper of old vows, There is a Something catches at the breath; Something defies the name—Deserted House.
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Deserted House (Weird Tales, Sep 1933) by Marion Doyle.
