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Abere: The Marsh Demoness of Melanesia

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Waiting in the swamps of the Melanesian Islands in the Pacific Ocean, the cannibalistic Abere demon lures men to their death by posing as a seductive woman. 

Across the scattered islands and lush, humid marshlands of Melanesia, ancient legends tell of creatures both beautiful and unspeakably cruel. Among the most unsettling is the story of Abere, a beguiling demoness who dwells in the swamps and wetlands, preying upon the foolish and the lovestruck. 

To those unfamiliar with her legend, she appears as a wild and stunning woman, but to the elders of Melanesia, she is a flesh eating monster older than memory — a cunning predator who devours those seduced by her beauty.

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The Allure of the Marsh

Abere is said to reside deep within the marshes and stagnant waterways, in places where the reeds grow tall and the mist clings low to the water’s surface. It’s said that the mimia reed grows around her to hide her from her victims.

Melanesia is a region in Oceania, a group of islands in the Pacific Ocean, west of New Guinea to Fiji Islands and include Vanuatu and Solomon Islands as well. Although the Melanesians are a group of people with different cultures, mythologies and languages, they share a long history of cultural exchanges. 

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She is not alone, for countless tales describe her surrounded by a group of young, beautiful female attendants — women who themselves may be victims turned thralls, or spirits bound to Abere’s service.

Those who wander too close to her domain often find themselves inexplicably drawn to the otherworldly beauty of these figures, unaware of the mortal danger awaiting them.

Reeds sprout and twist unnaturally, growing rapidly around the victim until they are trapped, ensnared in a living prison of marsh grass. The more they struggle, the tighter the reeds wind themselves. Once the unfortunate soul is bound and helpless, Abere reveals her monstrous nature — shedding her illusion of beauty and devouring her captive alive.

An Ancient Warning from the Swamps

Like many demoness figures in regional folklore, Abere serves as both a supernatural terror and a cautionary figure. What is she really? A vampire, a particularly vicious mermaid species? Something demonic? In the isolated, waterlogged regions of Melanesia where survival depended upon sharp instincts and respect for nature’s hazards, Abere personified the unseen dangers of straying too far into the unknown.

Melanesian Mythology: A common theme in Melanesian tales is the risk for humans to be eaten alive by non-humans: either ghosts, spirits, or dangerous animals. Mentions of human cannibalism – where humans are eaten by other humans – are much rarer, but they exist in some stories. // source

Whether interpreted as a metaphor for the treacherous marshes themselves or as a caution against reckless desire, her legend endures, whispered by elders to warn children against wandering alone, and to remind them that not all beauty should be trusted.

Though Abere may not be as widely known outside of Melanesia, she remains a potent figure within the folklore of the islands. Her story survives in oral traditions and regional myths, a chilling reminder of the shapeshifting, hungry spirits that populate the world’s forgotten places.

In the modern age, tales of encounters with ghostly women along misty waterways still surface now and then. And for those who walk the marsh paths of Melanesia under the cover of night — there’s always the chance that the rustle in the reeds isn’t the wind, but Abere, waiting.

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Rose, Carol (1998). “A”. Spirits, Fairies, Leprechauns and Goblin. The Abere is a particularly vicious mermaid species. Norton. p. 1. ISBN 978-0-393-31792-3

Coulter, Charles Russell; Turner, Patricia (4 July 2013). Encyclopedia of Ancient Deities. Routledge. p. 7. ISBN 978-1-135-96397-2.

ABERE – the Melanesian Demoness (Melanesian mythology)

Melanesian mythology – Wikipedia

Ghostly Sailors of Sandwood Bay: Scotland’s Haunted Shoreline

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Coming from the dark waters in what has been called the shipwreck grave of Scotland, ghosts are said to linger on the beach of Sandwood Bay, far away from any civilization. 

Tucked away along the rugged, windswept northwest coast of Scotland, far from the reach of city lights and modern noise, lies Sandwood Bay in Sutherland, a stretch of sand and sea so hauntingly beautiful it feels untouched by time. The beach is considered to be one of the cleanest and most unspoilt beaches in the whole of mainland Britain.

Isolated by towering cliffs and miles of moorland far away from any roads, this remote paradise in Sutherland has long lured travelers, artists, and adventurers with its lonely splendor. But those who linger past sundown whisper of more than waves and starlight — for at Sandwood Bay, the spirits of the drowned are said to walk.

Sandwood Bay: On the rocky beach in Scotland it is said ghosts from the wrecked ships over the years are haunting the shore. // source: Peter Bond / Beach at Sandwood Bay / CC BY-SA 2.0

A Shoreline Stained with Shipwrecks

For centuries, the treacherous waters off Sandwood Bay claimed the lives of countless sailors around the dangerous Cape Wrath. The name likely derived from the norse Sandvatn, meaning sand water. Legends speak of galleons lost to storms, fishing boats swallowed by hungry waves, Viking boats wrecked, and merchant vessels dashed against hidden rocks before the lighthouse was built in 1828.

The most enduring tale involves a Spanish galleon from the Armada, said to have been wrecked along the bay’s sandy embrace in the shadowy days of empire. Local folklore claims its cursed treasure still lies beneath the silt and surf, forever guarded by the spirits of those who perished alongside it.

Ghostly Fishermen and Wandering Sailors

The earliest documented ghost sightings at Sandwood Bay date back to the 1940s, when solitary visitors and locals reported seeing two fishermen collecting driftwood along the shore. These figures, pale and weathered, would cry out to any who approached:

“All on this beach is mine — begone!”

Eyewitnesses said the men vanished if challenged, dissolving into the mist as though they’d never been there. Some insist they are the remnants of wrecked sailors still staking claim to the land their bodies washed upon, calling out if you try to take the driftwood or other things from the beach. There have also been reports about a group of people, crying into their hands as they wander the beach, but vanishing if spoken to. 

Water Horses Haunting the Beach: Another story told about the beach is the sounds of hooves running over the beach when no one is there. Could it be something from more ancient times? Water horse is a mythical creature, such as the Ceffyl Dŵr, Capaill Uisce, and kelpie? The water horse has often become a basic description of other lake monsters such as the Nessie. Loch Morar is reputedly home to “Morag”, a lake monster that has been portrayed as a water horse. Or perhaps it is an each-uisge, a supernatural water horse found in the Scottish Highlands, has been described as “perhaps the fiercest and most dangerous of all the water-horses”.

The Knock at Sandwood Bay Cottage

A short distance from the sands, nestled amid rolling dunes, stands Sandwood Bay Cottage, an old crofter’s home steeped in ghost stories of its own close to Loch Sandwood. Today it’s abandoned and roofless. On stormy nights, when the wind howls like a chorus of lost voices, it’s said a phantom sailor knocks at the door. Legend suggests this may be a lone survivor of the fabled Spanish galleon, cursed to wander the earth in search of shelter and the treasure he swore to guard.

Residents and travelers who’ve stayed at the cottage have reported strange rapping at windows, wet footprints appearing on dry floors, and the unmistakable scent of saltwater and seaweed drifting through tightly shuttered rooms. 

Sandwood Bay Cottage: The abandoned Sandwood Bay Cottage, a remnant of the region’s ghostly tales and maritime history. // Source

Some accounts even claim to have glimpsed a sodden figure standing at the edge of the bay, watching the cottage with hollow, mournful eyes. Perhaps the worst are the stories about the crouching sound of heavy boots outside before the bearded face of a sailor is looking at you through the window. 

Was it a ghost, or was it simply the local hermit James MacRory-Smith who lived close to the beach for 32 years until he died in 1999? He retreated to the bay after his wife died in a horrible car accident.

Mermaids and Myths of the Deep

Sandwood Bay’s eerie reputation isn’t reserved for restless sailors. The waters here also hum with older legends of selkies and mermaids — sea creatures said to lure men to their deaths with song and beauty. Fishermen have long spoken of beautiful, unearthly women seen sunning themselves on the rocks before vanishing into the surf. Could these beings have played a hand in the bay’s tragic maritime history, claiming sailors for their own beneath the waves?

Kelpie: Kelpies have the ability to transform themselves into non-equine forms, and can take on the outward appearance of human figures, in which guise they may betray themselves by the presence of water weeds in their hair.

A story from a local called Alexander (Sandy) Gunn told that he went on a walk around Sandwood Bay in January 1900 with his dog when he saw one. Apparently, the creature had long golden hair and piercing blue/green eyes. 

He was ridiculed by the others, but never changed a word about his story of the 7 feet long creature he had seen on the beach until he died in 1944. And more stories about these sea creatures kept popping up, both after and long before in old history.

A Place Where the Dead Walk

Today, Sandwood Bay remains one of Britain’s most remote and untamed beaches, accessible only by foot over miles of heather-clad moorland. Hikers and campers who brave the long journey often report an unnerving sense of being watched, especially as dusk settles over the beach. Cold spots, distant voices, and ghostly apparitions are said to linger, particularly around the old shipwreck sites still half-buried in the sand.

Magical Stones: Ancient stone circles scattered across the lush green landscape near Sandwood Bay, hinting at centuries of history and folklore. // Source: Brian MacLennan / Ancient Ruin above Sandwood Bay / CC BY-SA 2.0

Whether you believe in the vengeful spirits of drowned sailors or see these tales as a product of isolation and wind-whipped imagination, one thing is certain: Sandwood Bay’s haunted past lives on in every crashing wave and shifting shadow.

So, if you should ever find yourself on that lonely Scottish shore as darkness falls, listen closely to the wind. You might just hear the long-lost cries of shipwrecked souls — still laying claim to Sandwood Bay.

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The Haunting Tale of the Mermaid’s Curse of Newhall House and Killone Lake

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A curse of a mermaid is cast upon Newhall House after they murdered her after she stole their wine. Now the water of Killone Lake turn crimson red every 40 years to remind them all.

On the edge of the picturesque Killone Lake, within the Newhall Estate near Ennis, County Clare, stands the haunting ruins of Killone Abbey. Founded in the year 1180 AD by Donal Mor O’Brien, the King of Munster, this ancient abbey once housed the Augustinian nuns dedicated to St. John the Baptist. 

However, as the centuries passed, its halls fell silent, and it became abandoned during the tumultuous seventeenth century. In the late 1700s, the Newhall House emerged on the estate’s grounds, incorporating the ruins of the abbey into it.

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There have been many things told about this area, and in the graveyard in County Clare, they talked about corpse lights, or so called will of the wisps, hovering in the cemetery as well as by the ruins of the abbey. 

But the most told legend from Killone lake and the Newhall House is the story about the haunting from the mermaid that put a curse on the lake. 

The Crypt’s Stolen Wine at Newhall House

During this era, the crypt of Killone Abbey had been repurposed to store a prized treasure—fine wine by the O’Brian family that resided in the Newhall House close to the lake. 

The locals had told him a lot about a mermaid that lived in the lake. She was wearing a green cloak, sitting on a rock and combing her long and black hair. O’Brian laughed at this, and didn’t care about the local superstitions and the poor people that lived around him. He only cared about his riches, his sport and his fine wine. 

The Mermaid Thief of Killone Lake

A vigilant servant, tasked with guarding this valuable cache of wine in the basement, made a disconcerting discovery: the wine had begun to vanish mysteriously, bottle by bottle. Determined to solve the perplexing riddle, he stood sentinel within the crypt, clutching a knife in anticipation of the thief’s arrival.

The Crypt of Killone Abbey: Underneath the ruins of the abbey, they used the crypt to store the wine.

As the veil of darkness descended upon Killone Lake, the crypt’s stealthy intruder revealed herself, and the servant’s eyes widened in disbelief. Before him stood none other than the elusive mermaid of Killone Lake. 

Enraged by the audacious theft, the servant launched a frenzied attack upon the mermaid, his knife plunging into her repeatedly. Sometimes it is said that it was O’Brian himself that killed her. With each piercing blow, her life force dwindled, and she struggled to escape his vengeful wrath. Bleeding and weakened, the mermaid dragged herself toward the water’s edge, where her strength ultimately failed her, and she succumbed to her injuries.

The Crimson Waters: The Mark of the Curse

As the mermaid’s life ebbed away, her blood mingled with the tranquil waters of Killone Lake, transforming its serene surface into a ghastly crimson hue. This macabre spectacle unfolded in the obsidian shroud of night, etching the lake’s eerie transformation into the annals of local legend.

Before dying though, she cursed the family:

Killone Lake: In the cemetery there are reported about strange lights, and the lake is haunted by a mermaid. //Wikimedia

Filedhan bhradráin on sruith,
File gan fuil gan feoil,
Gur ba mar sin imtheochas siol mBriain,
Na ndeasacha fiadh as Chilleóin.

As the return of the salmon from the stream,
A return without blood or flesh,
May such be the departure of the O’Briens,
Like ears of wild corn from Killeoin

The Curse of the Mermaid: A Chilling Legacy

The legacy of the mermaid endures to this day, casting a haunting shadow over Killone Lake. It is foretold that once every forty years or upon the changing of ownership of Newhall Estate, the lake’s waters shall mysteriously turn crimson once more. 

The legend about the mermaid has been told many times and made into songs and stories like with The Ballad of Killone. There are many version of the legend as well. Some say that O’Brian actually took her because he found her pretty and kept her imprisoned as she didn’t want to talk or be with him. To make her talk they threw scalding water on her and she cried out her curse.

Whether this phenomenon is the result of iron shale or the lingering curse of the vengeful mermaid, the ruins of Killone Abbey and the enigmatic lake invite brave souls to unlock their secrets and bear witness to the eerie tale that has haunted the land for centuries.

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Mermaid of Killone 

Killone Abbey, Clare, Ireland | Visions Of The Past 

County Clare: 5 Haunted Places To Visit | Spooky Isles