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the EASTON GOBLIN: A FREE ART ZINE

THE STORY OF THE EASTON GOBLIN

THE STORY OF THE EASTON GOBLIN

THE STORY OF THE EASTON GOBLIN

Easton, Pennsylvania's very own cryptid folktale! Click to learn more about our sinister goblin who lurks among us!

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This is a "hide and keep" project. 

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The Story of the easton goblin

The Easton Goblin:


"There was once a monk at the mission who loved money and power more than he loved God. He would hear the confession of the good folk who attended the mission, and then would blackmail them into giving him gold and silver to keep their darkest secrets. He turned many a wayward sinner's feet towards the fires of hell rather than the gates of heaven, encouraging their crimes in secret while he reviled them in public.


It was after he beat one poor old woman to death that the evil monk was imprisoned and sentenced to hang for his crimes. But just after he was cut down from the noose and pronounced dead, his corpse began to transform before the horrified eyes of the people. The face twisted and small tusks sprang from either side of his nose. His shock of white hair grew long and greasy, and two pointed canines emerged from his slit of a mouth. The goblin-monk opened eyes that glowed yellow even in the light of noon-day, and sprang to feet that now ended in claws rather than toes.


The people screamed and fled, and no prayer of his former brothers-in-faith could banish the goblin. It disappeared deep into the forest, only to return at night and prey upon the monks of the mission who had been responsible for its death. After five of the brothers had fallen to the goblin, the rest of the monks abandoned the mission and moved to another part of the country. Since that time, the mission-house had slowly fallen into ruin."


https://americanfolklore.net/folklore/2010/07/the_goblin_of_easton.html


https://www.onlyinyourstate.com/experiences/pennsylvania/the-goblin-of-easton-pa


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