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Y is for Yeth Hound.....

Yeth Hound--- one of the incarnations of the "Black Dog" myth, this one located specifically, in Devon, England.

"Black Dogs" appear in myths across the world, most are associated with death and bad omens... i.e. Hell Hounds.

The Yeth Hound is said to be the spirit of an unbaptised child that takes the form of a headless black dog. The Hound wanders the woods at night making pitiful wailing sounds (though, I'm unclear as to how it makes wailing sounds without having a head).

The Black Dogs were possibly one inspiration from Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's ghost dog in The Hound of the Baskervilles-- "an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen."



Heed Not, the Lonesome Cry

Heed not, the lonesome cry,
the baleful wail echoing through the woods.
Seek not, the black hound's sigh,
look not where the headless creature stood.

One sound, your limbs will shake,
your heart filled with the deepest dread.
One glimpse, your soul's deep ache, 
your one chance of escape will have fled. 

                                                                                                         ---e.a.s. demers


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  1. I actually live just down the road from Black Dog village in Devon, and I grew up near Buckfastleigh; the setting for the original legend that inspired Hound of the Baskervilles!
    angelinetrevena.blogspot.co.uk

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  2. so right as i read that they make wailing sounds and was thinking how does that work i see your parentheses

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    1. LOL.... I know, there are some strange myths out there in the universe, many of which make no sense whatsoever----

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  3. I'm stopping in at some blogs that I couldn't get to during the AtoZ. So sorry I missed your because I love this kind of stuff. Next year!

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    1. Aw, I know... I'm so far behind on the blogs I wanting to check out myself---

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