Jericho Valley

SOUTHERN GOTHIC • WOLVES • OLD MAGIC

Some towns have secrets. Jericho Valley has generations of them.

Tucked along the North Carolina and Tennessee line, Jericho Valley is a small Appalachian town where everybody knows everybody, old families remember old grudges, wolves walk the mountains, and the woods remember things people would rather forget.

It’s Southern Gothic, folk horror, family history, slow-burn romance, community gossip, old magic, and the uncomfortable realization that Mrs. Betty probably knew what happened before you did.

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The Lay of the Land

Jericho Valley, as Mrs. Betty tells it. Pick a place. She’s been waiting for somebody to ask.

TENNESSEE the state line, allegedly NORTH CAROLINA Jericho Creek N about one holler
  • Somebody’s lying
  • Somebody’s kin to somebody
  • Somebody died
  • Don’t go after dark

Pins are shape notes, same as the old hymnal. Mrs. Betty sorts by sin.

Wednesday Night Prayer List

Mrs. Betty’s porch

Somebody’s kin to somebody

Pray for you, sugar

Sit down, you look peaked. There’s sweet tea and pound cake, and I’ll tell you everything I know if you promise to act surprised.

Mrs. B.

Residents

Names changed to protect the guilty. Take a fan from the pew rack.

Swipe for the rest of the pew.