“…Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore…”
We Need To Talk About Pandir
by dlo
Pandir [pan.dir]: Foolish; stupid; idiot. “Bathe the child” Andeh said. “It’s freezing cold. Use the water I’m boiling in the cauldron” she said again. Just a quick trip to the market, Andeh left Pandir…
Solisir dan Ibun Si Balan-Balan
by Shamrizan
Ritual si balan-balan itu ialah meninggalkan badan nya diam di rumah, kepala nya pula yang tertanggal bersama isi perutnya berkeliaran pada malam Jumaat mencari darah.
The Night Mermaid
by FaritsRiley
When I was young, I used to spend time in a small town with a beach during my holidays. Me and my parents used to stay in this small house by the beach.
Unperson
by giralka
This artwork is inspired by Nothing But Thieves’ Unperson, and the existence of Orang Bunian. They are mythical creatures described to have elf-like features and live deep in forests…
Orang Dulu-dulu Kata 1
by boldbaldbulb
…’Kau tau cerita pasal Limah?’ ‘Kenapa?’ ‘Anak dia tu. ada penyakit aku dengar.’ ‘Eh, dia baru beranak kan?’ ‘Ya, dengar cerita lah. hm lalu bawah ampaian lah tu …
Orang Dulu-dulu Kata 2
by boldbaldbulb
…‘Man bila kau nak potong kuku? Harini dah hari Jumaat.’ ‘Ya, mak. lepas makan Man buat.’ ‘Dah gelap ni. Mak taknak kau potong malam-malam. Buat esok pagi je.’ ‘Alah mak ni, apa risau sangat’…
Vanishing Love
by Aimi Jannat & Aida Sophia
We were in love, forgetting the worries of the world; We were lovers, consumed by a language we only knew; We were intertwined, by our bodies whose touch could not be without the other..
Jasmine at Night
by Jessie Shin
Ah, jasmine flower. The pure white flower. Delicate with an alluring scent. The gentle white flower calms me in the daylight, yet it scares me during midnight.
When the Sun Sets
by lovurisu
Young and curious. Mama loved going on adventures by herself. She too, had a secret place she was peculiarly fond of.
In The Dark
by Art with Alaska
She resides in the corners of my mind, and sometimes, in the corner of my room. Blood dripping down her face, yet grinning from ear to ear, appearing in the mirror as I chant her name…
The house across the street
by sndhea.art
Have you met a ghost when you were younger?
Gula-gula
by Reen
Whenever I see wrapped candies, I immediately thought of “Pocong” and it still haunts me till today.