The Secret Burial Grounds of Knocknakil Page 15
by Gregg Holt
In the dark forgotten valley near the ocean, the Boggot watched the events unfold through the flickering fire. He let out a long scream which expanded throughout the whole of Ireland and a large part of the ocean. All the cattle stopped chewing and the sheep huddled together, the swallows stopped chattering and all the birds took to the air. His blood red eyes peered out of the dark shadows…
