Chateaugay Lake
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A Wendigo’s Dread Hunger Descends Upon the Adirondacks! A Descent into Primal Terror!
By Edgar Allan Poe, Special Correspondent, The Chateaugay Record South Inlet — A ghastly pall has…
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To the Editor of the Chateaugay Record and Franklin County Democrat
Esteemed Sir, I write with a gnawing sense of folly, compelled to share a heedful narrative…
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The Chrono-Wendigo of Chateaugay Lake
Weaving the Windigo with Coyote’s Grin Eons ago, when dreamtime and reality were one, a mischievous…
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The Wendigo’s Maw: A Trickster’s Tale
Whispers in the Moccasin Game Kahion:te, a warrior whose moccasins trod the paths of forgotten lore,…
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The Echoes Don’t Speak French: A Chateaugay Lake Lullaby
June 12th – Sunset Inn Recording Studios The silence hummed. Cicadas rasped a discordant symphony outside,…
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The Day the Loons Stopped Singin’: A Chateaugay Lake Guide’s Account of Pure Adirondack Horror
Dear editor, so picture this. Me, Eph Goodhue, 64 years young and tougher than a boiled…
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The Old Squire’s Daughter, Part 3. The Heartbreak of Banishment and Standish Lodge: A Mysterious Haven for Olive Susan
Part One Part Two OLIVE SUSAN: (Cautious) Whoa, what is this place? VARTHALOX: (Emerging from the…
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The Old Squire’s Daughter, part 2. The Struggle of Darius and Susan Olive: A Story of Bravery, Determination, and the Eternal Fight Against Abyssal Horrors
Part One SUSAN OLIVE (a.k.a. “The Old Squire’s Daughter”): (Singing) We stand together, united and strong,…

