HORN & HOLLOW
Curiosities • Thrift • Mercantile
A fantasy-themed thrift and curiosity shop in Fayette, Ohio, with handmade spell goods, tarot readings, and monthly night markets.
An ancient treasure chest has surfaced in Fayette, Ohio
And it’s tied to more than old rope and dust. Step into Horn & Hollow, a physical outpost of the Zarlequan story, where thrifted finds, hidden lore, and a wishing chest all live under one roof.
📍 105 N. Fayette St, Fayette, OH 43521 🕐
Wednesday–Friday, 10:30 am–7pm, Saturday 10-5pm
Upcoming Events:
Storytelling begins at 6 PM.
Shows start at 7:30 PM.
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 10
The shop is open from 10 AM straight through the show, so come early to browse and grab a seat.
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 17
Glassen Fire Storytelling Night 6:00 PM | Free entry The full moon fire of the Guardian Owl season. Gather for an evening of stories from the realm of Zarlequan, told live in the shop. Seating is limited.
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 31
SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 7
SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 14
Glassen Fire Storytelling Night 6:00 PM | Free entry The full moon fire of the Fire Serpent season.
Gather for a new story told live in the shop. Seating is limited.
Want a vendor table or a reading slot? Message us on Facebook or WhatsApp.
Est. 1872 · Victorian Ohio · Still Unfolding
You didn’t find this.
You remembered it.
If you found this through the horn
A woman named Brittani lives in an 1870s Victorian manor in Ohio.
Her body is in pain. Has been for years.
She found something buried in the yard.
It has symbols burned in it
That’s where this begins.
It’s still unfolding…
Or, if you’re ready to go deeper, begin below.
The Symbols
I found a horn buried in my peonies.
I blew it.
My phone died instantly.
A day or so later I looked closer
and realized there were symbols burned into it.
A moon. A triangle. A sigil.
I had drawn the triangle months before.
From a dream.
I drew it when I woke up so I wouldn’t forget.
It was already on the horn.
I’m still figuring out what it means.
Or maybe I already know
and I’m not ready to remember yet.
This is what no one tells you about myth.
It doesn’t begin in temples.
It begins in ordinary suffering.
A woman wakes up in a haunted house.
Her body won’t cooperate.
The person beside her doesn’t believe her pain.
And something in the walls hums like it knows her name.
That woman is Brittani.
This is her story.
And somehow, it might also be yours.
Because Zarlequan is not a place you visit.
It’s a place you remember.
And some of you have been carrying pieces of it
without knowing what they were.
The dreams that felt too real.
The songs that came from nowhere.
The feeling that something is missing
not from your life, but from the world.
You were never lost.
You were waiting to remember.
Zarlequan moves in cycles.
Each full moon opens a doorway.
🌕 The Hall of Mirrors-Glassen Fires Initiation Rite
A complete ceremonial experience to begin your journey into Zarlequan.
This is the first experience of Zarlequan.
No belief required. No background needed.
Instant access
Begin as soon as you feel called.
🕯️ Wear the Sigil
For those who feel connected to the symbol revealed in the rite,
the Zarlequan Sigil Hoodie is available.
The Zarlequan Community
👉 Join the Circle
You Were Never Lost
Only waiting to remember.
