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In the mountains of central Appalachia, blood runs as deep as these hollers and just as dark. Since before our kind knew these hills, hearts of unknowable hunger and madness have slumbered beneath them. These are the oldest mountains in the world. How dare we think we can break the skin of a god and dig out its heart without bringing forth blood and darkness? Old Gods of Appalachia is a horror-anthology podcast set in the shadows of an Alternate Appalachia, a place where digging too deep into the mines was just the first mistake.
27 Jul 2020 • 6 mins
If you've been listening to Build Mama a Coffin over on The Patreon you know who I am. And if you ain't and ye don't, well you're about to. See, if i whispered my whole name — the one I was made with, real quiet like — right in y'all's ear — well... I think you might just burst into a whole plague of locusts right there on the spot, or else you might swallow your own heart and chew out your kidneys because you cain't pronounce it and it wouldn't never get out your head no how... but I digress. The old folks called me The Hungry Mother, The Pale Daughter, The Unsated Mouth. One old preacher tried to call me Babylon, but ain't nobody listening to him no more. Not where I put him. No sir. You can call me Granny. Granny White.