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McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3
#Fanfic WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #TrollSaya, the Charcoal Witch, hurried down the road, an urgent summons by the United Magic Association in her robes. Above, wheeled the country’s red and white Gulls. “Nasty creatures,” she said to no one in particular. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d have finished this trip hours ago! I could have been flying, not walking.” She reached back and checked that she still had the tassel tying back her black hair. “Try to steal it, would you?”
The road she was on wound through a landscape of low scrub, climbing and falling as it paralleled the sea. The gray dust of the road had settled almost invisibly on her charcoal-gray robes but stained her black boots. Ahead lay the old stone McGruff’s Bridge, and a few miles beyond that lay the Three Goats Inn. White-walled, with a thick thatched roof, the inn would be warm. Saya dreamed of its smoky common room and the hot, steaming punch they served.
“D-mn gulls! If it weren’t for you, I’d be enjoying their punch with Elaina. She’s probably already there stuffing herself with their bread pudding and cream puffs.”
She turned to look behind her. Sheila, the third summoned witch, was just a dot cresting the ridge behind her. Saya could imagine the cloud of tobacco smoke that must surround her. It was going to be an interesting night when they all finally met up at the inn.
When she turned back, McGruff’s Bridge was in sight, its stone arch thick with lichen.
Hurrying forward, she was soon on it.
“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” came a booming voice from under her. At the same time, a mottled, gray hand the size of a dinner plate appeared on the edge of the parapet. It would have been hard to tell it from the lichen-encrusted stone if Saya hadn’t seen it appear.
“It’s little old Saya, the Charcoal Witch,” she responded and readied her wand.
“Well, Charcoal Saya, I am the #troll of McGruff’s Bridge, and I’m going to eat you.”
A second hand appeared with gnarled knuckles like walnuts.
“Mr. Troll, you don’t want to eat me. I’m small and have scrawny limbs like matchsticks. I would barely make a bite for you. But in a few years when I come back I will be nice and plump. Besides, another witch will be along in a moment, and she is full grown, tender, moist and juicy.”
“She is big?”
“Much bigger than I, sir.”
“She is tender?”
“Absolutely, sir. And sweet. Her teacher fed her nothing but milk, honey, and sweet baby vegetables.”
“Then you may pass, but I will expect you back in a few years.”
Saya hurried off the bridge and found a place to settle under an elm. The tree stood on a little hill and overlooked the bridge. Its rustling leaves blended with the rippling sound of water.
“What a delightful view,” she said. “This should be interesting.”
[Continued tomorrow]
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McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3
#Fanfic WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #TrollSaya, the Charcoal Witch, hurried down the road, an urgent summons by the United Magic Association in her robes. Above, wheeled the country’s red and white Gulls. “Nasty creatures,” she said to no one in particular. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d have finished this trip hours ago! I could have been flying, not walking.” She reached back and checked that she still had the tassel tying back her black hair. “Try to steal it, would you?”
The road she was on wound through a landscape of low scrub, climbing and falling as it paralleled the sea. The gray dust of the road had settled almost invisibly on her charcoal-gray robes but stained her black boots. Ahead lay the old stone McGruff’s Bridge, and a few miles beyond that lay the Three Goats Inn. White-walled, with a thick thatched roof, the inn would be warm. Saya dreamed of its smoky common room and the hot, steaming punch they served.
“D-mn gulls! If it weren’t for you, I’d be enjoying their punch with Elaina. She’s probably already there stuffing herself with their bread pudding and cream puffs.”
She turned to look behind her. Sheila, the third summoned witch, was just a dot cresting the ridge behind her. Saya could imagine the cloud of tobacco smoke that must surround her. It was going to be an interesting night when they all finally met up at the inn.
When she turned back, McGruff’s Bridge was in sight, its stone arch thick with lichen.
Hurrying forward, she was soon on it.
“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” came a booming voice from under her. At the same time, a mottled, gray hand the size of a dinner plate appeared on the edge of the parapet. It would have been hard to tell it from the lichen-encrusted stone if Saya hadn’t seen it appear.
“It’s little old Saya, the Charcoal Witch,” she responded and readied her wand.
“Well, Charcoal Saya, I am the #troll of McGruff’s Bridge, and I’m going to eat you.”
A second hand appeared with gnarled knuckles like walnuts.
“Mr. Troll, you don’t want to eat me. I’m small and have scrawny limbs like matchsticks. I would barely make a bite for you. But in a few years when I come back I will be nice and plump. Besides, another witch will be along in a moment, and she is full grown, tender, moist and juicy.”
“She is big?”
“Much bigger than I, sir.”
“She is tender?”
“Absolutely, sir. And sweet. Her teacher fed her nothing but milk, honey, and sweet baby vegetables.”
“Then you may pass, but I will expect you back in a few years.”
Saya hurried off the bridge and found a place to settle under an elm. The tree stood on a little hill and overlooked the bridge. Its rustling leaves blended with the rippling sound of water.
“What a delightful view,” she said. “This should be interesting.”
[Continued tomorrow]
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McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3
#Fanfic WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #TrollSaya, the Charcoal Witch, hurried down the road, an urgent summons by the United Magic Association in her robes. Above, wheeled the country’s red and white Gulls. “Nasty creatures,” she said to no one in particular. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d have finished this trip hours ago! I could have been flying, not walking.” She reached back and checked that she still had the tassel tying back her black hair. “Try to steal it, would you?”
The road she was on wound through a landscape of low scrub, climbing and falling as it paralleled the sea. The gray dust of the road had settled almost invisibly on her charcoal-gray robes but stained her black boots. Ahead lay the old stone McGruff’s Bridge, and a few miles beyond that lay the Three Goats Inn. White-walled, with a thick thatched roof, the inn would be warm. Saya dreamed of its smoky common room and the hot, steaming punch they served.
“D-mn gulls! If it weren’t for you, I’d be enjoying their punch with Elaina. She’s probably already there stuffing herself with their bread pudding and cream puffs.”
She turned to look behind her. Sheila, the third summoned witch, was just a dot cresting the ridge behind her. Saya could imagine the cloud of tobacco smoke that must surround her. It was going to be an interesting night when they all finally met up at the inn.
When she turned back, McGruff’s Bridge was in sight, its stone arch thick with lichen.
Hurrying forward, she was soon on it.
“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” came a booming voice from under her. At the same time, a mottled, gray hand the size of a dinner plate appeared on the edge of the parapet. It would have been hard to tell it from the lichen-encrusted stone if Saya hadn’t seen it appear.
“It’s little old Saya, the Charcoal Witch,” she responded and readied her wand.
“Well, Charcoal Saya, I am the #troll of McGruff’s Bridge, and I’m going to eat you.”
A second hand appeared with gnarled knuckles like walnuts.
“Mr. Troll, you don’t want to eat me. I’m small and have scrawny limbs like matchsticks. I would barely make a bite for you. But in a few years when I come back I will be nice and plump. Besides, another witch will be along in a moment, and she is full grown, tender, moist and juicy.”
“She is big?”
“Much bigger than I, sir.”
“She is tender?”
“Absolutely, sir. And sweet. Her teacher fed her nothing but milk, honey, and sweet baby vegetables.”
“Then you may pass, but I will expect you back in a few years.”
Saya hurried off the bridge and found a place to settle under an elm. The tree stood on a little hill and overlooked the bridge. Its rustling leaves blended with the rippling sound of water.
“What a delightful view,” she said. “This should be interesting.”
[Continued tomorrow]
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McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3
#Fanfic WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #TrollSaya, the Charcoal Witch, hurried down the road, an urgent summons by the United Magic Association in her robes. Above, wheeled the country’s red and white Gulls. “Nasty creatures,” she said to no one in particular. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d have finished this trip hours ago! I could have been flying, not walking.” She reached back and checked that she still had the tassel tying back her black hair. “Try to steal it, would you?”
The road she was on wound through a landscape of low scrub, climbing and falling as it paralleled the sea. The gray dust of the road had settled almost invisibly on her charcoal-gray robes but stained her black boots. Ahead lay the old stone McGruff’s Bridge, and a few miles beyond that lay the Three Goats Inn. White-walled, with a thick thatched roof, the inn would be warm. Saya dreamed of its smoky common room and the hot, steaming punch they served.
“D-mn gulls! If it weren’t for you, I’d be enjoying their punch with Elaina. She’s probably already there stuffing herself with their bread pudding and cream puffs.”
She turned to look behind her. Sheila, the third summoned witch, was just a dot cresting the ridge behind her. Saya could imagine the cloud of tobacco smoke that must surround her. It was going to be an interesting night when they all finally met up at the inn.
When she turned back, McGruff’s Bridge was in sight, its stone arch thick with lichen.
Hurrying forward, she was soon on it.
“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” came a booming voice from under her. At the same time, a mottled, gray hand the size of a dinner plate appeared on the edge of the parapet. It would have been hard to tell it from the lichen-encrusted stone if Saya hadn’t seen it appear.
“It’s little old Saya, the Charcoal Witch,” she responded and readied her wand.
“Well, Charcoal Saya, I am the #troll of McGruff’s Bridge, and I’m going to eat you.”
A second hand appeared with gnarled knuckles like walnuts.
“Mr. Troll, you don’t want to eat me. I’m small and have scrawny limbs like matchsticks. I would barely make a bite for you. But in a few years when I come back I will be nice and plump. Besides, another witch will be along in a moment, and she is full grown, tender, moist and juicy.”
“She is big?”
“Much bigger than I, sir.”
“She is tender?”
“Absolutely, sir. And sweet. Her teacher fed her nothing but milk, honey, and sweet baby vegetables.”
“Then you may pass, but I will expect you back in a few years.”
Saya hurried off the bridge and found a place to settle under an elm. The tree stood on a little hill and overlooked the bridge. Its rustling leaves blended with the rippling sound of water.
“What a delightful view,” she said. “This should be interesting.”
[Continued tomorrow]
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McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3
#Fanfic WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #TrollSaya, the Charcoal Witch, hurried down the road, an urgent summons by the United Magic Association in her robes. Above, wheeled the country’s red and white Gulls. “Nasty creatures,” she said to no one in particular. “If it hadn’t been for you, I’d have finished this trip hours ago! I could have been flying, not walking.” She reached back and checked that she still had the tassel tying back her black hair. “Try to steal it, would you?”
The road she was on wound through a landscape of low scrub, climbing and falling as it paralleled the sea. The gray dust of the road had settled almost invisibly on her charcoal-gray robes but stained her black boots. Ahead lay the old stone McGruff’s Bridge, and a few miles beyond that lay the Three Goats Inn. White-walled, with a thick thatched roof, the inn would be warm. Saya dreamed of its smoky common room and the hot, steaming punch they served.
“D-mn gulls! If it weren’t for you, I’d be enjoying their punch with Elaina. She’s probably already there stuffing herself with their bread pudding and cream puffs.”
She turned to look behind her. Sheila, the third summoned witch, was just a dot cresting the ridge behind her. Saya could imagine the cloud of tobacco smoke that must surround her. It was going to be an interesting night when they all finally met up at the inn.
When she turned back, McGruff’s Bridge was in sight, its stone arch thick with lichen.
Hurrying forward, she was soon on it.
“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” came a booming voice from under her. At the same time, a mottled, gray hand the size of a dinner plate appeared on the edge of the parapet. It would have been hard to tell it from the lichen-encrusted stone if Saya hadn’t seen it appear.
“It’s little old Saya, the Charcoal Witch,” she responded and readied her wand.
“Well, Charcoal Saya, I am the #troll of McGruff’s Bridge, and I’m going to eat you.”
A second hand appeared with gnarled knuckles like walnuts.
“Mr. Troll, you don’t want to eat me. I’m small and have scrawny limbs like matchsticks. I would barely make a bite for you. But in a few years when I come back I will be nice and plump. Besides, another witch will be along in a moment, and she is full grown, tender, moist and juicy.”
“She is big?”
“Much bigger than I, sir.”
“She is tender?”
“Absolutely, sir. And sweet. Her teacher fed her nothing but milk, honey, and sweet baby vegetables.”
“Then you may pass, but I will expect you back in a few years.”
Saya hurried off the bridge and found a place to settle under an elm. The tree stood on a little hill and overlooked the bridge. Its rustling leaves blended with the rippling sound of water.
“What a delightful view,” she said. “This should be interesting.”
[Continued tomorrow]
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Futon-sized Lily Pads at Phipps Conservatory and Botanical Gardens in Pittsburgh. #phippsconservatory #phippsconservatoryandbotanicalgardens #alice #aliceinwonderland #cheshirecat #thecheshirecat #fairytale #fantasy #phipps #conservatory #plant #plants #plantcollection #greenhouse #greenhouses #fecund #growing #growingplants #ecosystems #ecology #savemotherearth #climatechange #globalwarming #environmentalconcern #environmentalconcerns #saveourplanet #conservation #conserving #conservative
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Futon-sized Lily Pads at Phipps Conservatory and Botanical Gardens in Pittsburgh. #phippsconservatory #phippsconservatoryandbotanicalgardens #alice #aliceinwonderland #cheshirecat #thecheshirecat #fairytale #fantasy #phipps #conservatory #plant #plants #plantcollection #greenhouse #greenhouses #fecund #growing #growingplants #ecosystems #ecology #savemotherearth #climatechange #globalwarming #environmentalconcern #environmentalconcerns #saveourplanet #conservation #conserving #conservative
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All He'll Ever Be (Merciless World Series)
"I get why Beauty fell in love with the Beast, but it doesn’t change who Carter is"
Sale: $48.99 to $0.99
by Willow Winters
4.3/5 (4,906 Reviews)
#books #darkromance #mafia #suspense #thriller #romance #booksky #series #fairytale
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless W... -
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless World Series)
"I get why Beauty fell in love with the Beast, but it doesn’t change who Carter is"
Sale: $48.99 to $0.99
by Willow Winters
4.3/5 (4,906 Reviews)
#books #darkromance #mafia #suspense #thriller #romance #booksky #series #fairytale
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless W... -
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless World Series)
"I get why Beauty fell in love with the Beast, but it doesn’t change who Carter is"
Sale: $48.99 to $0.99
by Willow Winters
4.3/5 (4,906 Reviews)
#books #darkromance #mafia #suspense #thriller #romance #booksky #series #fairytale
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless W... -
All He'll Ever Be (Merciless World Series)
"I get why Beauty fell in love with the Beast, but it doesn’t change who Carter is"
Sale: $48.99 to $0.99
by Willow Winters
4.3/5 (4,906 Reviews)
#books #darkromance #mafia #suspense #thriller #romance #booksky #series #fairytale
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broomstick access only
#Fantasy #Cottage #Enchanted #Whimsical #Magical #FairyTale #Woodland #Pentacle #Circular #Cottagecore
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broomstick access only
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#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusionon mundane stuff: https://aieris.art/featured/broomstick-access-only-eris-and-ai.html
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broomstick access only
#Fantasy #Cottage #Enchanted #Whimsical #Magical #FairyTale #Woodland #Pentacle #Circular #Cottagecore
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#NowWatching “The Devil's Three Golden Hairs” (1977) as part of the 5-film DEFA Fairy Tale box set from DEAF CROCODILE of wildly surreal and colorful fantasy & fairy tale films from East Germany's DEFA Studios from the 1960s-1970s
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Directed by Egon Schlegel
A clumsy young man is forced to rob 3 hairs from the Devil, who lives in a psychedelic lair with shrunken heads & gruesome décor
#bluray #PhysicalMedia #ad #blurayCollector #German #fantasy #fairytale
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#NowWatching “The Devil's Three Golden Hairs” (1977) as part of the 5-film DEFA Fairy Tale box set from DEAF CROCODILE of wildly surreal and colorful fantasy & fairy tale films from East Germany's DEFA Studios from the 1960s-1970s
Get it: https://amzn.to/4exPe0G
Directed by Egon Schlegel
A clumsy young man is forced to rob 3 hairs from the Devil, who lives in a psychedelic lair with shrunken heads & gruesome décor
#bluray #PhysicalMedia #ad #blurayCollector #German #fantasy #fairytale
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#NowWatching “The Devil's Three Golden Hairs” (1977) as part of the 5-film DEFA Fairy Tale box set from DEAF CROCODILE of wildly surreal and colorful fantasy & fairy tale films from East Germany's DEFA Studios from the 1960s-1970s
Get it: https://amzn.to/4exPe0G
Directed by Egon Schlegel
A clumsy young man is forced to rob 3 hairs from the Devil, who lives in a psychedelic lair with shrunken heads & gruesome décor
#bluray #PhysicalMedia #ad #blurayCollector #German #fantasy #fairytale
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1/2 Cats are considered good luck on ships and it was believed they could help with the weather. If the cat sneezed, it was going to rain. Playing meant it would be windy.
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1/2 Cats are considered good luck on ships and it was believed they could help with the weather. If the cat sneezed, it was going to rain. Playing meant it would be windy.
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Puss In Boots - Gustave Dore ... -
1/2 Cats are considered good luck on ships and it was believed they could help with the weather. If the cat sneezed, it was going to rain. Playing meant it would be windy.
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Puss In Boots - Gustave Dore ... -
1/2 Cats are considered good luck on ships and it was believed they could help with the weather. If the cat sneezed, it was going to rain. Playing meant it would be windy.
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Folklore read live!
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#fairytale
#folklore
#shortstory
#author
#booksky
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Gracious advert for my latest story on BlueSky!
https://bsky.app/profile/perseidprophecies.bsky.social/post/3mqk4t7vnws2n
#Fiction
#fantasy
#fairytale
#folklore
#shortstory
#author
#booksky
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🪐📚
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📚⚔️💙 -
Gracious advert for my latest story on BlueSky!
https://bsky.app/profile/perseidprophecies.bsky.social/post/3mqk4t7vnws2n
#Fiction
#fantasy
#fairytale
#folklore
#shortstory
#author
#booksky
📚💙
🪐📚
📚⚔️
📚⚔️💙 -
Gracious advert for my latest story on BlueSky!
https://bsky.app/profile/perseidprophecies.bsky.social/post/3mqk4t7vnws2n
#Fiction
#fantasy
#fairytale
#folklore
#shortstory
#author
#booksky
📚💙
🪐📚
📚⚔️
📚⚔️💙 -
Gracious advert for my latest story on BlueSky!
https://bsky.app/profile/perseidprophecies.bsky.social/post/3mqk4t7vnws2n
#Fiction
#fantasy
#fairytale
#folklore
#shortstory
#author
#booksky
📚💙
🪐📚
📚⚔️
📚⚔️💙 -
Fairytale has been sent to my editor after I spent most of the weekend just doing the read-through edits. (:
(+today)#IAMWriting #IAmEditing #Writing #IndieAuthor #Anthology #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy
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Fairytale has been sent to my editor after I spent most of the weekend just doing the read-through edits. (:
(+today)#IAMWriting #IAmEditing #Writing #IndieAuthor #Anthology #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy
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Fairytale has been sent to my editor after I spent most of the weekend just doing the read-through edits. (:
(+today)#IAMWriting #IAmEditing #Writing #IndieAuthor #Anthology #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy
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Fairytale has been sent to my editor after I spent most of the weekend just doing the read-through edits. (:
(+today)#IAMWriting #IAmEditing #Writing #IndieAuthor #Anthology #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy
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What goes around, comes around in this modern fairy tale by Christopher Pate.
Read "The Lambkin and the Little Fish" for free.
https://perseidprophecies.ca/issue-10-summer-2026/the-lambkin-and-the-little-fish/ -
What goes around, comes around in this modern fairy tale by Christopher Pate.
Read "The Lambkin and the Little Fish" for free.
https://perseidprophecies.ca/issue-10-summer-2026/the-lambkin-and-the-little-fish/ -
What goes around, comes around in this modern fairy tale by Christopher Pate.
Read "The Lambkin and the Little Fish" for free.
https://perseidprophecies.ca/issue-10-summer-2026/the-lambkin-and-the-little-fish/
