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Not quite on topic for #PhantomsFriday but way too good not to repost today! Thank you to everyone who contributed yesterday - another glorious excursion into the realm of spookdom.

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I like this haunting. #PhantomsFriday

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This is a rather comforting ghost story! #PhantomsFriday

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Despite the scary creature, this is such a beautifully composed drawing! #PhantomsFriday

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I like the fun poem and the style of this illustration - this phantom has character! #PhantomsFriday

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Seeing these #PhantomsFriday posts reminds me of an inn that I stayed in many times over the course of a year in Blewbury, Oxfordshire, as I was working nearby. It was called the Blueberry Inn, now known as the Old Blueberry Inn (as there's now another one with the same name, which is newer). 1/4

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This church looks like quite an imposing building, quite scary in that light. #PhantomsFriday

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I remember staying at the Red Lion (over 20 years ago). I don't remember anything untoward (found it rather cosy), and didn't know about the ghosts there. Though seeing all these #PhantomsFriday posts is reminding me about another inn I stayed in... Will post about it shortly...

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The Ghost of Vermeer of Delft, by Salvador Dalí (1934)
Johannes Vermeer (1632–1675) was a Dutch Baroque painter renowned for his mastery of light, color, and perspective in interior scenes and landscapes such as “View of Delft”
#PhantomsFriday #ghost #folklore #horrorwriter #art

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Drawing, the cover to an 1894 publication.

A woman in Victorian dress draws back from a spectre hovering in front of her. The spectre is a semi-transparent older man with one arm raised as if beckoning to the woman.

In the background are a horse and carriage. The horse is rearing in fright, while the coach driver struggles to regain control.

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Top of illustration: The Last Day of Her Life by Augusta Hervey
Bottom: Price One Shilling

Drawing, the cover to an 1894 publication. A woman in Victorian dress draws back from a spectre hovering in front of her. The spectre is a semi-transparent older man with one arm raised as if beckoning to the woman. In the background are a horse and carriage. The horse is rearing in fright, while the coach driver struggles to regain control. TEXT: Top of illustration: The Last Day of Her Life by Augusta Hervey Bottom: Price One Shilling

#PhantomsFriday

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"Branches and briers rusty-brown
Caught back my hair and rent my gown."
(See poem, " The Haunted Wood.")
Painted by Arthur Rackham.
Woman in white gown chased by crows through briers and branches of haunted wood.

"Branches and briers rusty-brown Caught back my hair and rent my gown." (See poem, " The Haunted Wood.") Painted by Arthur Rackham. Woman in white gown chased by crows through briers and branches of haunted wood.

The Haunted Wood (One woman speaks)
By WILLIAM ROSE BENET
I STOOD above a deep sea.
The sky around and over me
Was the pure blue of constancy.
And a chaste wind swept by like snow:
But, oh. I passioned to be free!
My hair was red-gold in the sun:
Through me I felt the rich blood run
Lake wine, my gown. all silken spun Was golden as the gathered wheat. the Orient knew no lovelier one
My lips were parted, and  I ran Swift from the heights, and for a span Full speed, until my breath began
To clutch my heart: for I had come
Into the haunted wood of man.
Branches and briers rusty-brown
Caught back my hair and rent my gown:
The yellow leaves came pelting down
Like jeering laughter. jingling gold.
Or trinkets of the tawdry town.
The cynic ravens of the place
Down winds the path; and still I race.
Frantic to find my sky once more
Through deeper tangles of disgrace!

The Haunted Wood (One woman speaks) By WILLIAM ROSE BENET I STOOD above a deep sea. The sky around and over me Was the pure blue of constancy. And a chaste wind swept by like snow: But, oh. I passioned to be free! My hair was red-gold in the sun: Through me I felt the rich blood run Lake wine, my gown. all silken spun Was golden as the gathered wheat. the Orient knew no lovelier one My lips were parted, and I ran Swift from the heights, and for a span Full speed, until my breath began To clutch my heart: for I had come Into the haunted wood of man. Branches and briers rusty-brown Caught back my hair and rent my gown: The yellow leaves came pelting down Like jeering laughter. jingling gold. Or trinkets of the tawdry town. The cynic ravens of the place Down winds the path; and still I race. Frantic to find my sky once more Through deeper tangles of disgrace!

Goodnight and a little post for #PhantomsFriday
An early night for me as I have laryngitis and have completely lost my voice.

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The Haunted Castle
by Anton Pieck (1942)
#PhantomsFriday

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Painting. A hall with large stained-glass windows. To the left there is a seated woman in a crinoline dress. She appears to be sleeping. Beside her, the hall is filled with ghostly figures from various time periods.

Painting. A hall with large stained-glass windows. To the left there is a seated woman in a crinoline dress. She appears to be sleeping. Beside her, the hall is filled with ghostly figures from various time periods.

'Dreams of the Past, Hampton Court'
by Adelaide Claxton

#PhantomsFriday

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An elderly lady, partly transparent and illuminated by a shaft of light, arranges a teapot and tea spoons on a table while a startled couple look on in the background.

An elderly lady, partly transparent and illuminated by a shaft of light, arranges a teapot and tea spoons on a table while a startled couple look on in the background.

A ghost comes to tea. From 'A Book Of Ghosts' (1904) by Sabine Baring-Gould. The illustration is by D Murray Smith.
#PhantomsFriday #ghosts #ghoststories #BookChatWeekly

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Short but sweet - Valley Spirit newspaper 1884 #PhantomsFriday

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Forest Ghost
by Alfred Kubin (1923)
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#PhantomsFriday Aidan Chambers (1934-2025) was ubiquitous when it came to promoting ghost stories aimed at children & preparing them for a haunted future. Some of the books are now collectable, whilst others have been reissued with awful modern designs which I haven't included.

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Often when I cannot sleep, in my dark and quiet room, ugly phantoms round me creep, grinning at me in the gloom. Oft they come in grisly bands, to my sorrow and my shame, beckoning with fleshless hands, clanking chains and breathing flame... ~Walt Mason

#phantomsfriday

🎨taggedzi

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The Black Cow

A black cow haunts the vicinity of Kirrwiller.

#PhantomsFriday
https://wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Black_Cow

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My photo of St James, Avebury, taken just after dawn.

My photo of St James, Avebury, taken just after dawn.

Staying in #Avebury: the church had an eerie reputation during the 70s & 80s. A Mrs Wilkinson reported 'a feeling of sheer malevolence and evil' near the altar. Author Graham McEwan felt a 'hostile atmosphere' and said some of his photo gear failed to work inside the church.
#PhantomsFriday #spooky

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Artist - Utagawa Kuniyoshi (1798–1861)  
Woodcut print, ca 1845
Public domain

Artist - Utagawa Kuniyoshi (1798–1861) Woodcut print, ca 1845 Public domain

Japanese #folklore speaks of a man who walks by the location of his pregnant wife's brutal murder. Her vengeful #ghost appears, handing him their unborn child. She relates the story of her death & assists her husband with his revenge. 👻 #PhantomsFriday

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An 18th or early 19th century funeral showing a group of weeping mourners in white and black garments/cloaks and veils walking by a hand-carried bier shrouded in black and topped with white plumes. 2 mutes with white sashes and staves walk in front of the bier. The parsons walk before the mutes. There are several funeral carriages driving ahead of the walking mourners up a hill.

An 18th or early 19th century funeral showing a group of weeping mourners in white and black garments/cloaks and veils walking by a hand-carried bier shrouded in black and topped with white plumes. 2 mutes with white sashes and staves walk in front of the bier. The parsons walk before the mutes. There are several funeral carriages driving ahead of the walking mourners up a hill.

#ForteanFriday #PhantomsFriday
Some tales of phantom and dream funerals--invariably an omen of death.
The mourners in white, white plumes, and white draped mutes in the picture suggest a young person's funeral.
thevictorianbookofthedead.wordpress.com/2025/10/01/p...
#TheVictorianBookoftheDead

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splattery painted image of whitish ghosts in a cemetery surrounded by tombstones. The central ghost has a halo of light around its head.

splattery painted image of whitish ghosts in a cemetery surrounded by tombstones. The central ghost has a halo of light around its head.

#PhantomsFriday Ghosts, Percy Franklin Woodcock, 1891
collections.musee-mccord-stewart.ca/en/objects/2...

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The Bowling Game Beneath the Hohnstein

Once, a herder watching over his herd near Hohnstein Castle assisted twelve mysterious spirit with playing a game of bowling.

#PhantomsFriday
wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Bowling_Game_Be...

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"The Sussex volume relates...to...landmarks, buried treasure, lost bells, ghosts, dragons, giants, fairies, the devil and witchcraft.
...there is reference to the Red Lion Inn at Hooe where 'phantom smugglers still mill snuff from contraband tobacco'..."
Bexhill Observer 30.6.1973. #PhantomsFriday

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The Devil On All Fours

Hold a vigil for the dying - so that the Devil cannot trouble them.

#PhantomsFriday
wiki.sunkencastles.com/wiki/The_Devil_On_All_Fo...

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My photo of two of the megaliths composing the West Kennet Long Barrow, with the great mound of Silbury Hill in the background.

My photo of two of the megaliths composing the West Kennet Long Barrow, with the great mound of Silbury Hill in the background.

There are no burials in Silbury Hill, at Avebury, #Wiltshire, but that hasn't stopped a #legend being created about a King Sil (or Zel) being interred there and who now rides his phantom horse round it while wearing golden armour. Meanwhile, at nearby West Kennet Long Barrow: [1/2
#PhantomsFriday

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🖼️ Dancing Skeletons by Edward Burra (1934). Four skeletons — light pink, blue, dark pink, white — dance in what looks like a walled garden or the grassy interior of a walled ruin, with red structure on either side on the foreground. A full moon with a ghostly face shines down on what might be the sea seen through a gap in the wall. Behind the lefthand side of the ruins, three shrouded figures hang from a tall gallows.

🖼️ Dancing Skeletons by Edward Burra (1934). Four skeletons — light pink, blue, dark pink, white — dance in what looks like a walled garden or the grassy interior of a walled ruin, with red structure on either side on the foreground. A full moon with a ghostly face shines down on what might be the sea seen through a gap in the wall. Behind the lefthand side of the ruins, three shrouded figures hang from a tall gallows.

In a necromancer's act of revenge in 'The Dark Eidolon' by Clark Ashton Smith, a troupe of skeletons dance over the living bodies of an emperor's people, until "those whereon they danced were as grapes trampled for a vintage in autumn; and the floor ran deep with a sanguine must." #PhantomsFriday

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A Korean tiger painting from the 19th century, artist unknown. A tiger with massive yellow eyes stares at the viewer as three cubs crawl all over it, the sun high above a tree but in such color compared to the rest it looks almost like a sinister red moon. The cubs are notable in that one of them is a leopard cub, not a tiger cub, and the two tiger cubs are very interested in this fact, which does not disturb the Mama tiger: she is more concerned with you.

A Korean tiger painting from the 19th century, artist unknown. A tiger with massive yellow eyes stares at the viewer as three cubs crawl all over it, the sun high above a tree but in such color compared to the rest it looks almost like a sinister red moon. The cubs are notable in that one of them is a leopard cub, not a tiger cub, and the two tiger cubs are very interested in this fact, which does not disturb the Mama tiger: she is more concerned with you.

Found in China and Korea, a Chang (倀) is a ghost that lures others to their doom. A common version found in both regions is a hunter killed by the same tiger he was hunting: now, he appears to people and lures them into the woods of the waiting tiger. #PhantomsFriday

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Souris Valley Mental Health Hospital, once Canada's largest building. The center hospital is made in an X, with identical T-shaped branches leaving it in the northeast, southeast, and southwest. Additional buildings sit in the north and northwest, and a massive set of grounds are marked in a circular road bounded by trees.

Souris Valley Mental Health Hospital, once Canada's largest building. The center hospital is made in an X, with identical T-shaped branches leaving it in the northeast, southeast, and southwest. Additional buildings sit in the north and northwest, and a massive set of grounds are marked in a circular road bounded by trees.

Weyburn, Saskatchewan, was once home to Canada's largest asylum, the Souris Valley Mental Health Hospital before it was torn down in 2009. Homeowners on top of the site have reported their tables being moved by the unquiet spirits of those who never left. #PhantomsFriday

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