1000 Writing Prompts for Dark Fantasy

Somewhere up a hill road there's a farmer who has stopped counting the milestones between his gate and the village, because on a clear day there are three and on a foggy one there are four. A landlady at a coaching inn who has kept the same Tuesday table laid for one for forty years, and who has never told the regulars who's expected. A grandmother who has taken the velvet box down for her mother'...