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Chapter Three: Pa
Pa didn’t say much if it wasn’t needed. He wasn’t one for rambling or fussing. But when he did speak, his words hit like a well-placed strike. Solid, brief, and impossible to ignore. In the ho...
Chapter Two: Ma of the Holler
They called her Ma, and it wasn’t just a title; it was a role, a rhythm, and a weight she carried every day in the holler. Ma Goblin was mostly gentle, but not soft. Her wooden spoon tapped ou...
Chapter 1: Ma and Pa Goblin didn’t set out to take in and lead a clan. It was just something that kinda fell into place on its own. They attempted to build something solid, and one by one, th...
A Note From Ma
A Note From Ma Somewhere deep in the folds of the Appalachian hills, where the fog clings like secrets and the trees remember things you’d swear no one told them, a little holler hums with m...
