Letter 4 — The Far Garden

Margaret writes back, warm as ever — but something in her letter sits a half-inch out of place: a tall pale plant she cannot name has come up beside the angelica, and she admits she has begun to lose her careful count of the days. The very same two things have been happening to Edwin. Then the fog breaks to a hard frost, and a smell of impossible summer leads him over a frozen hill to a walled garden where it is always June — kept by old Mrs. Yarrow, who grows only the things that "came from away and took," the angelica among them. She presses a cutting into his hand for Margaret's wall, and tells him a thing about long roots that he cannot decide is the most comforting or the most frightening he has ever heard.

A bedtime story for adults. About an hour, read by a single warm British voice over a quiet music bed. No jump scares, no plot twists at high volume, no music that builds — written to be drifted through. Best with headphones, lamps low, eyes closed. If you fall asleep before he signs off, that's the idea. Sleep well.

New letter every week.

Prefer to drift off with your eyes closed? Follow Letters from Hollowmere on Spotify and each new letter arrives on its own — also on Apple Podcasts and Amazon Music / Audible.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/033uSY6tL5SpN3jGLG5sMC

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Narration created with ElevenLabs voice synthesis. Words written by a human.

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Letter 3 — The Bakehouse
The reply Edwin has been waiting for arrives from his sister Margaret — and comes, he's almost certain, sooner than the long slow road should allow. Then the fog settles deep in the valley, and on one white morning the smell of new bread draws him through it to a place he had never seen: a low, golden bakehouse kept by Mr. Oates, whose oven has never once been let go cold, and who opens his door only "when the fog's in." Edwin warms his hands at an unbroken fire, eats the finest loaf of his year, and carries it home through a village that finds nothing at all strange in any of it — only him, the man from away, still turning to look back.
A bedtime story for adults. About an hour, read by a single warm British voice over a quiet music bed. No jump scares, no plot twists at high volume, no music that builds — written to be drifted through. Best with headphones, lamps low, eyes closed. If you fall asleep before he signs off, that's the idea. Sleep well.
New letter every week.
Prefer to drift off with your eyes closed? Follow Letters from Hollowmere on Spotify and each new letter arrives on its own — also on Apple Podcasts and Amazon Music / Audible.Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/033uSY6tL5SpN3jGLG5sMC
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Narration created with ElevenLabs voice synthesis. Words written by a human.
#sleepstory #bedtimestoryforadults #cozysleep #lettersfromhollowmere #sleepstoryforadults #fallasleepfast

Letter 2 — The Green Door

A week on in Hollowmere, Edwin finally lifts the latch of the little green-doored shop on the square and steps inside. He meets its keeper, Mrs. Sorrel, among the hanging herbs and the jars of coloured water — and on a shelf at the back he finds the angelica from his sister Margaret's garden, and is, for a moment, home. He walks down to the river and stands a long while on the old stone bridge, he takes his supper among the familiar faces at the inn, and at night, after the village has put the day away, he lies and listens for the low sound the church makes — the one no one else seems to notice.

A bedtime story for adults. About an hour, read by a single warm British voice over a quiet music bed. No jump scares, no plot twists at high volume, no music that builds — written to be drifted through. Best with headphones, lamps low, eyes closed. If you fall asleep before he signs off, that's the idea. Sleep well.

New letter every week.

Also on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, and Amazon Music / Audible — search "Letters from Hollowmere."

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/033uSY6tL5SpN3jGLG5sMC

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Narration created with ElevenLabs voice synthesis. Words written by a human.

#sleepstory #bedtimestoryforadults #cozysleep #lettersfromhollowmere #sleepstoryforadults #fallasleepfast