『The Lonely Plains — Fexingo Horror』のカバーアート

The Lonely Plains — Fexingo Horror

The Lonely Plains — Fexingo Horror

著者： Fexingo
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On the vast, unbroken plains of the American heartland, the horizon is a lie. Luna takes you to 'The Lonely Plains', an anthology of self-contained horror stories rooted in the isolation and ancient dread of the high prairie. Each episode is a standalone tale — a sod homesteader who hears his own name on the wind, a grain silo that hums a forgotten hymn, a fence line that walks itself at midnight. The unifying thread is place: the grass that hides old bones, the sky that watches too closely, the silence that waits for a scream. Luna's voice, low and intimate as lamplight, guides you through these slow-burn vignettes of folk horror and psychological unease. No monster rallies; no cheap jump scares. Just the long, flat road, the distant thunder, and the certainty that you are not alone out here. You will never look at an empty field the same way again. #TheLonelyPlains #PrairieHorror #FolkHorror #AnthologyHorror #IsolationHorror #PlainsGothic #HomesteadHorror #AmericanGothic #SlowBurnHorror #AtmosphericHorror #RuralHorror #LunaNarrates #Horror #HorrorPodcast #FexingoHorror #StorytellingHorror #SoloNarration #DreadFiction Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo© 2026 Fexingo. All rights reserved. 戯曲・演劇 社会科学
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  • The Gravel Road at Plum Coulee

    The Gravel Road at Plum Coulee
    2026/06/08
    October 1985. A moonless night on a gravel road outside Plum Coulee, Kansas. Luna's car died three miles from the nearest farmhouse, and the only light came from a distant porch that never seemed to get closer. She walked for hours. Or maybe she walked for minutes. The road kept shifting—the same barbed-wire fence, the same broken gate, the same cottonwood with a rope swing. And then she saw the other walker. A woman in a blue dress, moving toward her at the same pace, never closing the distance. When dawn finally broke, Luna was standing at her own car. The hood was warm. The keys were in the ignition. And on the passenger seat, a single wildflower. A black-eyed Susan. Still damp. #PlumCoulee #Kansas #GravelRoad #LostHighway #BlackEyedSusan #TheOtherWalker #October1985 #Cottonwood #RopeSwing #Dawn #WomanInBlue #StrangeEncounter #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LunaAlone #TheLonelyPlains #Anthology #NoSleep Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 分
  • The Light at Gandy's Corner

    The Light at Gandy's Corner
    2026/06/07
    October 1963. A gas station at a dead intersection in Nebraska where the night attendant sees a car pull in every night at exactly 2:17 AM. Same make, same model, same family inside—a man, a woman, a child in the back seat. But the car never needs gas, and the family never speaks. The attendant tries to break the pattern, only to discover that the car has been circling that corner for thirty-six years, and he is the one who keeps it going. A story about repetition, roads that don't lead anywhere, and what happens when you finally see the thing you've been refusing to notice. #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #TheLonelyPlains #GandysCorner #Nebraska #GasStation #1963 #NightShift #PhantomCar #Loop #Repetition #Route183 #2:17AM #Attendant #Family #Dust #RoadHorror #Luna Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    6 分
  • The Hollow at Sundown Station

    The Hollow at Sundown Station
    2026/06/06
    In the late summer of 1987, a stretch of Kansas highway between Hoxie and Oakley began swallowing cars whole. Not crashing them—vanishing them, with drivers still inside. Luna heard about it from a county sheriff's deputy who pulled over to help her with a flat tire one dusk in August. He told her about the woman in the blue sedan who stopped for gas at Sundown Station and was never seen again. About the tow truck driver who found the car idling on the shoulder, door open, engine warm, nobody inside. About the sound that came from the grain elevator at midnight—not wind, not machinery, but something that breathed. Luna drove that stretch herself the next night. She doesn't remember the next three hours. She only remembers waking up in her parked car at a rest stop, the clock blinking 3:17 AM, and a thin layer of red dust on her dashboard that wasn't there before. This is the story of what the highway remembers. #SundownStation #KansasHighway #RedDust #GrainElevator #CountySheriff #FlatTire #BlueSedan #Vanishing #1987 #AugustDusk #Hoxie #Oakley #PlainsHorror #LonelyPlains #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #LunaNarrates #Anthology Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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    7 分
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