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Yule Wraith — Fexingo Horror

Yule Wraith — Fexingo Horror

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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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  • The Gate at Larkspur Farm — Fexingo Horror
    May 7 2026
    December of 2003, on a back road outside Millbrook, New York, Luna stopped at a farm stand that only appeared after dark. The girl behind the table sold wreaths made of juniper and dried hydrangea, each with a handwritten tag naming someone who had died that year. Luna bought one for a stranger—a boy named Eli she'd never met—because the girl's voice sounded like she already knew what would happen next. That night, driving home, she saw him standing at the fence line in the snow, wearing the same blue coat from his school photo, watching her pass. A quiet story about grief, the way the dead accept small kindnesses, and the gate that stays open a little longer than it should. There is no monster. There is no jump. Just a girl selling wreaths on a cold road, and a boy who needed one.

    #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #YuleWraith #MillbrookNewYork #LarkspurFarm #EliDurham #December2003 #FarmStand #ChristmasWreaths #Juniper #DriedHydrangea #BlueCoat #DeadBoy #Grief #SnowyRoad #NoNeatClosure #AtmosphericHorror #AnthologyHorror #YuleHorror #ChristmasHorror

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    8 min
  • The Candle at Frost Hollow Church — Fexingo Horror
    May 6 2026
    Christmas Eve, 1998. Luna drives the back roads of Millbrook, Vermont, past the old Frost Hollow Church — a white clapboard building boarded up since the 1950s. But tonight, a single candle burns in the bell tower window. She pulls over, drawn by a pull she cannot name. Inside, the pews are dust-sheeted, the air thick with cold and something else — a presence waiting. A woman in a dark coat sits in the front row, her back to Luna. She does not turn. She does not speak. But the candlelight flickers in a room with no draft. Luna learns that the church was closed after a choir practice in 1951 when thirteen children vanished mid-song. Some say they were taken. Some say they never left. And every Christmas Eve, one more candle appears. Tonight, there are fourteen.

    #YuleWraith #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #ChristmasEve #AbandonedChurch #MillbrookVermont #FrostHollow #Candlelight #VanishedChoir #FrozenLake #SnowedIn #BurningWax #GhostStory #SmallTownHorror #RuralNewEngland #LunaReads #AnthologyHorror #SlowBurnHorror #YuleHorror #ChristmasHorror

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    5 min
  • The Tree at Sutter's Crossing — Fexingo Horror
    May 5 2026
    Christmas Eve, 1989. Luna's mother sends her to Sutter's Crossing, a tiny Mississippi Delta town, to deliver a fruitcake to an aunt she barely knows. Snow falls on cotton fields, and the highway ends at a dirt road lined with cypress trees. The aunt's house is a whitewashed shotgun with a kerosene lamp in the window and the smell of boiled peanuts. But in the backyard, past the pecan grove, stands a Christmas tree that wasn't there the night before. Luna's aunt says she didn't put it up. She says it appears every year on the 24th and disappears by dawn. And this year, for the first time, Luna hears what it sounds like when the tree moves. A quiet, dragging scrape. The bell on the door. The dog that won't stop watching. A story about the things that mark us, whether we want them to or not.

    #SuttersCrossing #MississippiDelta #ChristmasEve #TheTree #Fruitcake #AuntDoreen #PecanGrove #BoiledPeanuts #KeroseneLamp #CottonFields #CypressTrees #RedTruck #DogNamedBones #ScrapeInTheDark #YewWreath #SnowOnCotton #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #YuleHorror #ChristmasHorror

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    11 min
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