Ghost stories from Macedonia, the Former Yugoslav Republic of

The Salt Road

The summer I turned fifteen, my parents sent me to stay with my grandmother in the village of Stara Reka, tucked in a valley of the Rhodope Mountains. I was...

The Linen Man

I remember the day it happened with a clarity that I wish I didn’t have. It was a Tuesday in late October, and the autumn wind had stripped the trees...

The Vermilion Gate

For years, I’d learned to live with the nightly visitor. It wasn’t a ghost or a demon, at least not in the traditional sense. It was a pressure, a weight...

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