Legends of the wee little men persist everywhere, but the Irish have known to be particularly attuned to the presence of the good folk.
Pretty creepy, I say!
Do you believe in spirits?
This is the story o’ Stumpy’s Brae
And the murderer’s fearful fate.
Young friend, your face is turned that way,
You’ll be ganging the night that gate.
Enjoy the last day of summer.
And fulgent sorcery enfolds
Quick, get the hose!!