Nestled in the undulating hills of Midlingtonshire, where the land rises and falls like the breath of some ancient, slumbering giant, lies the quaint rural village of Little Knobton. With its 400 odd cottages and 1,127 souls, it is a place of rugged beauty, where sheep graze on windswept pastures and the air carries the faint tang of woodsmoke and damp earth. The hills, cloaked in heather and gorse, have long shaped the lives of those who call this corner of England home, their craggy slopes a testament to both resilience and isolation. Once a bastion of traditional sheep farming, Little Knobton has begun to shift, its fields increasingly dotted with woodland touted as carbon offsets, a modern promise that sits uneasily beside the old ways. Yet beneath its pastoral charm, the village thrums with secrets, ambitions, and desires, its residents woven into a tapestry of loyalty, betrayal, and unyielding spirit. Farn Hollow is their tale, a story of land and love, of sex, power and resistance, unfolding against the backdrop of these timeless hills, where the residents enjoy some intimate times.
Part One – The Shadows of Farn Hollow
Little Knobton nestled in the rolling hills of Midlingtonshire like a secret whispered between the rugged peaks. The village, with…
Part Two – The Currents of Discontent
The dawn light crept through the heavy curtains of the Farnsworth manor, spilling across the vast master bedroom where Samantha…
Part Three – The Fire of Rebellion
The morning sun rose over Little Knobton, casting long shadows across the hills of Midlingtonshire. Samantha Farnsworth drove through the…
Part Four – The Lens of Truth
The following morning, broke over Little Knobton with a golden clarity, the hills of Midlingtonshire stretching into the distance like…
Part Five – The Reckoning
The Reckoning Four weeks had passed since the sunlit afternoon by the waterfall, and Little Knobton stood on the brink…
Part Six – The Fallout
The morning dawned gray over Little Knobton, the hills of Midlingtonshire cloaked in a damp mist that mirrored Charles Farnsworth’s…