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The Folly at Raighvan Park
by Judith Crow

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Desperate to escape memories of a devastating railway accident, Lord Stretton accepts an invitation to Raighvan Park, the home of his childhood friend, Sir David Joyce.

But Stretton discovers that Raighvan Park is not the safe haven he had been seeking. The ghosts which have haunted him since the accident seem to have followed him, and the situation grows darker when human remains are discovered at Sir David’s proposed folly.

Are the ghosts of the accident still stalking him? Or is there something more sinister at work at Raighvan Park?

5 out of 5

Reminiscent of Edgar Allan Poe, this is the perfect read for a dark and chilly autumn night. The story starts off innocently enough, but soon descends into darkness and imagery that will send chills running down your spine. I absolutely loved the narrative style, and found myself so engrossed in the story itself that I jumped when a text notification went off on my phone. If you’re a fan of the psychological style horror of Poe, but are looking for a fresh new story, then you’ll want to grab this. It’ll certainly get you in the spooky spirit no matter the time of year.

I had meant to gain some rest rather than actual sleep, but I must have given way to dreams as I found myself standing in the cemetery at Stretton, looking from my father’s grave to the grave of the nurse who rested beside him. It might have been a memory, given the many hours I spent there during the spring, until the ground around me began to tremble, and I watched as first my father and then the young nurse clambered out of their graves. My father wore the clothes he had been buried in, still with his lower jaw tied by the green ribbon my mother herself had placed around his head. Likewise, the nurse was wearing the same grey dress she had died in, blood soaked down the back and sides, which I saw clearly as she placed her wasting hand into my father’s and began to dance with him. I watched them waltz through the cemetery, laughing noiselessly and spinning around as though they could not stop. Finally, they reached me, and the nurse held out her hand. I pulled away and, in the effort, awoke.

For a moment, I believed I must have gone blind, or else died myself, as I found myself in the pitch darkness of the grave, and I threw my hands out in panic. However, as my eyes began to accustom, I realised I could see stars above me, and I had slept into the night. A thousand thoughts burst through my mind at exactly the same time as the pain in my feet returned, and I heard my teeth chattering almost before I felt them.

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Judith was born in Orkney, grew up in Lincolnshire and now lives in the far north of Scotland. Her work draws inspiration from folklore, experience and the natural world. 

The Backwater, Judith’s debut book, was a finalist in the Wishing Shelf Book Awards 2019, and her novel, Honour’s Rest, was a finalist in the Eyelands Book Award as well as being selected as a “top book for teens” for Winter 2021 in The Scotsman.

When she isn’t writing, Judith is a teacher at a primary school in Caithness. She sometimes finds that writing gets usurped by crafting, music, and being a generally doting spaniel owner. 

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