The Hungry Nix-Hound

There once was a nix-hound. There once was a patch of ash yams. The ash yams were succulent, but they were also atop a high hill, where none of the animals of the Ashlands could get to them easily.

Meant to be spoken aloud instead of read, this folktale probably grew out of the oral traditions of the Ashlanders. Continue reading “The Hungry Nix-Hound”