"The Yellow Carousel" - Chilling Tales for Dark Nights
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Chilling Tales for Dark Nights — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Series Podcast
49 min
2 speakers
6 chapters
transcribed 4 hours ago
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What is the main topic discussed in this episode?
Syksy on täällä. Aika taikoa kesän kuvat muistoiksi. Tallenat parhaat hetket kuvatuotteisiin edullisesti. Tila 27. syyskuuta mennessä ja saat ilmaisen toimituksen yli 10 euron ostoksille i for.
Miks nää tavarat lojuu lattialla ja eiks meillä ole toimivaa pumppukärryä? Kaas varastolla! Heksaplan pelastaa työpäiväsi. Kun kalusteet ovat kunnossa, arki sujuu! Kotimaiselta hexaplanilta löydät ratkaisut varastoihin ja teollisuuteen jo viiden vuoden kokemuksella. Katso heksaplan.fi. Xaxi Heksapan. Työtila tarvitsee pelastajan.
It was a warm September evening in High Point West Virginia when Silas first saw the yellow carousel. A retired service miner, he and his wife Emma lived near the top of this ridge for most of their fifty two years together. The land behind their modest home sloped gradually into a flat, wide depression, before rising again to its piny crown. Silas and Emma had made it their custom to sit on the back deck and watch the sun go down behind the pines as many nights as the weather was comfortable. Emma had turned in early that night, but Complaining of a headache. So Silas considered the fading twilight and solitude. Venus opened her diamond eye on him, then gathered her star children to come watch the field with her and the man below.
Cady dids chanted as a chorus of other insects added their harmonies to a summer's evening song. Bought a home. Question him from the edge of the pines. Silas's tea was nearly empty, and his bladder full. He walked down the steps and leaned his shoulder against the railing. He peed in the grass, craning his neck back to study the Milky Way. It's shimmer. Perhaps movement of heat overhead. The air changed, suddenly, very dry, and charged with static. Silas shook off the remaining drops and stowed himself back in his sweatpants. Time to go. He swung his gaze once more across the hill. His eyes halted on a large shadow hunched in the depression. A nebulous black figure. Larger than any animal. Smaller than a house.
Even in its vagueness its silhouette was familiar to Silas. He peered into the night. His eyes hungry for light must be playing tricks. Chimera of his imagination. Desperate to make sense of these shadows. Yet his eyes were well adjusted. And though the moon was not full, he could see silver grass waving in the cool breeze sweeping the ridge. Emma, he said. Half choking on the name. He repeated it again. Louder.
What sets the scene for Silas and Emma’s life in the West Virginia mountains?
She did not respond. Even if she could have heard from inside, she was probably asleep. He hiked up his pants. Then walked down the hill towards this apparition. Though it was a gentle descent, his breathing grew heavy. A high pitched ear splitting buzz stopped Silas for a moment. He chuckled, when he realized it was only a cone head katydid calling for a mate. Probably hanging on to that sassarass sapling a few feet ahead. He carried on. As he passed the sassafras his ears confirmed the plant as the location of the sound. But he was no longer troubled by this. The thing's outline was solidifying. He saw now. Again. How could he believe it? He must be mistaken. Was a carousel? His pace quickened, despite a creeping feeling that the thing watched him from where it crouched in the field.
Yes. Yet it was certainly a carousel. A big? And as if its impossible appearance wasn't enough to make Silas wonder. Another breeze. Seeming to emanate from the object itself. Brought to him aromas. That sparked the memories and emotions of fares he had been to long ago. Kettle corn, cotton candy. Fried dough. A childlike giddiness overtook his fear and disbelief. He ran to it. It lit up. Beautiful and welcoming. Shutting out the rest of the surrounding field. Graceful, playful curves adorned its crown. Wide pointed petals painted sunflower yellow radiated from its base. Instead of horses. All its animals were deer. Varying in shades of brown. Skew it back. Gilded poles. A tear slipped down Silas's cheek as he breathed heavily in its nostalgic atmosphere.
He felt that if he could look in a mirror, He would see an eight year old boy. whom he hadn't known in too many years.
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Chapters
6 chapters
1
What is the main topic discussed in this episode?
0:00–3:26
2
What sets the scene for Silas and Emma’s life in the West Virginia mountains?
3:26–9:41
3
How does Silas first notice the mysterious yellow carousel in the field?
9:41–16:06
4
What thoughts and memories does the carousel’s scent of cotton candy and kettle corn trigger?
16:06–22:20
5
How does Silas experience his first ride on the carousel and why does it captivate him?
22:20–38:08
6
Why does Silas keep the carousel secret from Emma and how does his guilt grow?
38:08–49:22
Speakers
2 identifiedMore from Chilling Tales for Dark Nights — A Horror Fiction Anthology and Scary Stories Series Podcast
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