A Baroness’s Tale Arguably, one of the greatest exorcists the UK has ever known was the late, Reverend Christopher Neil-Smith who sadly left us in 1995. Reverend Neil-Smith was a High Anglican Priest and a very respected man in both his church office and within the community at large within which he worked. In his
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The Comte Claude Louis de St Germain “The other day they seized an odd man, who goes by the name of Count St. Germain. He has been here these two years, and will not tell who he is, or whence, but professes [two wonderful things, the first] that he does not go by his
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Introduction The Wandering Jew Not many people are aware that the British Isles are as abound with tales of vampires as are the countries of Eastern Europe. Given Britain’s long and diverse history, this has always surprised me. Surely a nation, whose very past is drenched with the blood of millions, must have at
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I had spent a restless night. The high winds that assault the mountains in this part of the world had whistled and groaned around the ancient eaves and whispered mischievously against the tiny diamond shaped glass in the window panes of my room. The scene from the novel Dracula, where Jonathan Harker looks out of
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Any Christian worth his/her salt will tell you that the devil will mix truth with lies to confuse you. For quite a time now, the evil one has gone under a new name and his name is Hollywood. Just like his Satanic Majesty, Hollywood will get hold of folklore and twist it out of shape
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My guest follows me from the ball room and we leave it to its fond and distant memories of gayer times. I stand at the foot of the stairs and wait a moment as Randall’s eyes sweep this great and beautiful chamber like a child’s in a sweet shop. I tune myself into his mind,
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My Guest Arrives Ah, the sound of carriage wheels against cobbles, finally my guest arrives. Putting down my first edition volume of “Wake Not The Dead” by Johann Ludwig Tieck, I rise from my chair and cross to the window. Far below me in the courtyard I see a young man alight from my ancestral
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