Red Manor

Red Manor | Elder Terrors | Krzysztof Wroński for Medicine


The legend of Woebegone Mountain is not entirely clear. Some of the folktales say that there was a manor house belonging to the Pomeranian Dukes, others speak of numerous murdered, whose bodies were put to a rest on the top of the hill. But who knows, maybe both legends have a grain of truth?
So it is a bit my own licencia poetica and a slight reference to my short story "The Moth" (pl. ćma), which appeared in the online magazine Creatio Fantastica. If anyone would be interested in reading it (it explores the themes of the seventeenth century and the Duchy of Pomerania) then "Moth" is available online, but only in the Polish language. For better reading, I recommend a great video in the cover photo of Krzysztof Wroński Artwork, which was realized by my multi-skilled Natalia. The soundtrack comes from my dark ambient side-project trans-syberia.
Red Manor | Elder Terrors | Krzysztof Wroński for Medicine


"Was the murderer a deceitful guest? Or maybe it was the host, having broken the sacred law of hospitality by quietly assassinating those he had invited into his home under false pretences? No one knows this. No one remembers. But it is said that at the top of the Woebegone Mountain near Agedale where in ancient times a lavish manor stood, restless bodies lay galore."

K. Rosenow, Sagen des Kreises Schlawe, Rügenwalde 1922, p. 70.


Adventure Time for the summer! Here is an interactive map for anyone who would be interested in where to look for places from the legends that I have presented in the Elder Terrors collection. Many marked places are far from the main roads and traveling through rural and dirt roads do not happen to meet the living soul (especially those who are motorized).


Thanks to the cooperation with Medicine, I managed to implement an idea that was in my head for a very long time. The "Elder Terrors" collection is, in brief, Pomeranian fears. The ones that have been told about one hundred and fifty years ago, and which intentions were to give people goosebumps. These are often forgotten or little-known legends and stories about witches, wild hunts, giants, ghosts, and demons, coming mainly from the area between Lębork and Koszalin, collected for over a century among the oldest inhabitants of the local area.


"Tell me what you wear and I’ll tell you who you are". I would describe my style as a folk horror. It is a concept well known in British literature and filmography, exploring the myth of the wild, haunted province, where the horrors lie in the very landscape, captured in rural traditions and old stories. Write to me if you need climatic graphics.