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Wanted to give each film a signature colour with a contrast colour, again inspired by classic fairytale book covers. Here's 'Little Red Riding Hood', with some very fun costumes going on.

#art #folklore #fairytale

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next! follow the thread for them all.

Wanted to give each film a signature colour with a contrast colour, again inspired by classic fairytale book covers. Here's 'Little Red Riding Hood', with some very fun costumes going on.

#art #folklore #fairytale

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#autumn #fall #gnome #mushrooms #fantasy #fairytale #autumnleaves #art #arte #artwork #wallart #homedecor #artforhome #artforsale #buyintoart #artprints #canvasprints #mastoart #fediart #fediverse #creativetoots #gnomeart #autumngnome #cute

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#autumn #fall #gnome #mushrooms #fantasy #fairytale #autumnleaves #art #arte #artwork #wallart #homedecor #artforhome #artforsale #buyintoart #artprints #canvasprints #mastoart #fediart #fediverse #creativetoots #gnomeart #autumngnome #cute

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Does this doodle count as a teaser? :P

My fairytale has a "Beast" in it, and this is just a mindless doodle of him - though High Fantasy Lore accurate to the world of Rümen.

The anthology my story is in will come out in couple of months, and I hope you guys will keep an eye for it. (:

#Bookstodon #Beast #NotSmut #Fantasy #GrimDark #Fairytale #HighFantasy #Anthology #Doodle #Art #Illustration #Sketch

Does this doodle count as a teaser? :P

My fairytale has a "Beast" in it, and this is just a mindless doodle of him - though High Fantasy Lore accurate to the world of Rümen.

The anthology my story is in will come out in couple of months, and I hope you guys will keep an eye for it. (:

#Bookstodon #Beast #NotSmut #Fantasy #GrimDark #Fairytale #HighFantasy #Anthology #Doodle #Art #Illustration #Sketch

Does this doodle count as a teaser? :P

My fairytale has a "Beast" in it, and this is just a mindless doodle of him - though High Fantasy Lore accurate to the world of Rümen.

The anthology my story is in will come out in couple of months, and I hope you guys will keep an eye for it. (:

#Bookstodon #Beast #NotSmut #Fantasy #GrimDark #Fairytale #HighFantasy #Anthology #Doodle #Art #Illustration #Sketch

Does this doodle count as a teaser? :P

My fairytale has a "Beast" in it, and this is just a mindless doodle of him - though High Fantasy Lore accurate to the world of Rümen.

The anthology my story is in will come out in couple of months, and I hope you guys will keep an eye for it. (:

#Bookstodon #Beast #NotSmut #Fantasy #GrimDark #Fairytale #HighFantasy #Anthology #Doodle #Art #Illustration #Sketch

As well as the illustrated outer box, i also did a piece for each film for the inside. Keeping that similar framed look as we go into each story.

#art #fairytale #folklore

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As well as the illustrated outer box, i also did a piece for each film for the inside. Keeping that similar framed look as we go into each story.

#art #fairytale #folklore

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#PalacesAndGardens #Childhood

Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany to me is the definitive of childhood fairytales and fantasy. Disneyland used this castle as a model for their castle. What kid doesn't love Disneyland!?

*Photo taken by my brother.

#ECK #Neuschwanstein #Castle #Fairytale

#PalacesAndGardens #Childhood

Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany to me is the definitive of childhood fairytales and fantasy. Disneyland used this castle as a model for their castle. What kid doesn't love Disneyland!?

*Photo taken by my brother.

#ECK #Neuschwanstein #Castle #Fairytale

#PalacesAndGardens #Childhood

Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany to me is the definitive of childhood fairytales and fantasy. Disneyland used this castle as a model for their castle. What kid doesn't love Disneyland!?

*Photo taken by my brother.

#ECK #Neuschwanstein #Castle #Fairytale

#PalacesAndGardens #Childhood

Neuschwanstein Castle in Germany to me is the definitive of childhood fairytales and fantasy. Disneyland used this castle as a model for their castle. What kid doesn't love Disneyland!?

*Photo taken by my brother.

#ECK #Neuschwanstein #Castle #Fairytale

We managed to annoy a Giant.

Check out the crazy story of the Giant of Lake Cerknica spitting at and swatting away the cameras flying high above him and his home - the amazing marvel of Nature, the largest intermittent lake in Europe.

https://kapjasa.si/en/how-we-annoyed-the-giant-of-lake-cerknica/

#kiteaerialphotography #KAP #kite #kitefyling #aerial #LakeCerknica #Cerkniškojezero #intermittent #lake #giant #fairytale #nature #Cerknica #Slovenia

We managed to annoy a Giant.

Check out the crazy story of the Giant of Lake Cerknica spitting at and swatting away the cameras flying high above him and his home - the amazing marvel of Nature, the largest intermittent lake in Europe.

https://kapjasa.si/en/how-we-annoyed-the-giant-of-lake-cerknica/

#kiteaerialphotography #KAP #kite #kitefyling #aerial #LakeCerknica #Cerkniškojezero #intermittent #lake #giant #fairytale #nature #Cerknica #Slovenia

We managed to annoy a Giant.

Check out the crazy story of the Giant of Lake Cerknica spitting at and swatting away the cameras flying high above him and his home - the amazing marvel of Nature, the largest intermittent lake in Europe.

https://kapjasa.si/en/how-we-annoyed-the-giant-of-lake-cerknica/

#kiteaerialphotography #KAP #kite #kitefyling #aerial #LakeCerknica #Cerkniškojezero #intermittent #lake #giant #fairytale #nature #Cerknica #Slovenia

We managed to annoy a Giant.

Check out the crazy story of the Giant of Lake Cerknica spitting at and swatting away the cameras flying high above him and his home - the amazing marvel of Nature, the largest intermittent lake in Europe.

https://kapjasa.si/en/how-we-annoyed-the-giant-of-lake-cerknica/

#kiteaerialphotography #KAP #kite #kitefyling #aerial #LakeCerknica #Cerkniškojezero #intermittent #lake #giant #fairytale #nature #Cerknica #Slovenia

We managed to annoy a Giant.

Check out the crazy story of the Giant of Lake Cerknica spitting at and swatting away the cameras flying high above him and his home - the amazing marvel of Nature, the largest intermittent lake in Europe.

https://kapjasa.si/en/how-we-annoyed-the-giant-of-lake-cerknica/

#kiteaerialphotography #KAP #kite #kitefyling #aerial #LakeCerknica #Cerkniškojezero #intermittent #lake #giant #fairytale #nature #Cerknica #Slovenia

Folklore read live!

Is this menace the coolest girl in folklore?
Yes.

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Folklore read live!

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Folklore read live!

Is this menace the coolest girl in folklore?
Yes.

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Folklore read live!

Is this menace the coolest girl in folklore?
Yes.

Witness her chaos tonight LIVE right NOW: https://youtube.com/live/aNPXX8zTAqE

#FairyTaleTuesday #WritingCommunity #storyteller #FairyTale #AmReading #reading #indieWriter #fairy #folklore #folk #tales #stories #GrimmBrothers #dnd #dnd5e #pathfinder #pf2e #ttrpg #fantasy #lotr #norwegian #folklore #legend #epic #tatterhood #bushbride #maiden #witch #femmefatale #Asbjørnsen #Mo

Dorothy P. Lathrop
#art #fairytale #mouse

Dorothy P. Lathrop
#art #fairytale #mouse

Dorothy P. Lathrop
#art #fairytale #mouse

Dorothy P. Lathrop
#art #fairytale #mouse

McGruff's Bridge Part 3 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Mecca

While waiting for Elaine to arrive, Saya listened to thrushes in the bush, and Sheila continued smoking, much to the displeasure of the troll, as the fumes wafted down under the stone span.

After a pause, The Adventure of Nike spoke. “I can’t believe that troll. It said that I stank.”

Picking up a spray of elm leaves that had fallen from the trees, Saya hid her amused smile behind it. “Maybe you should go back and complain.”

“Humph.”

The two fell silent again until Elaine, the Ashen Witch, strolled up to the bridge. [Again, in case you’ve forgotten who that very handsome witch who had just stepped on stage and the bridge is, it’s me.]

Indeed, like the others, the local gulls had forced me out of the sky, and I was making my way to the Three Goats Inn and Tavern. The thought of their famous bread pudding and cream puffs hurried my steps. My heart lept at the sight of the bridge. I hurried across it only to have someone bellow at me from below. “Who’s that crossing my bridge?”

Turning, I found a huge, lumpy monster climbing over the span’s parapet. At four meters in height, it was a dominating figure. The leprous skin covering its enormous frame resembled lichen as much as anything else.

“I’m Elaine, and if you’re thinking of eating me, you should reconsider. Instead, I can recommend in…”

“Shut up! Two previous women promised me a luscious dinner, and here you are.”

“It wouldn’t have been those two ladies, sitting under that elm,” I said, pointing to where Saya and Sheila sat. “This is truly a #mecca for scoundrels. Even for a troll, you were foolish to listen to them. One would think a mountain goat had kicked you in the head.”

“Enough,” the troll thundered and charged toward me.

Modesty forbids me from describing how I dealt with the troll, but in the end, it went sailing over the parapet and fell into the river, where it sank like a lead stone.

As for my fellow witches, they were obliged to treat me to as much sausage, bread pudding, and cream puffs as I could eat.

[FINIS]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 3 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Mecca

While waiting for Elaine to arrive, Saya listened to thrushes in the bush, and Sheila continued smoking, much to the displeasure of the troll, as the fumes wafted down under the stone span.

After a pause, The Adventure of Nike spoke. “I can’t believe that troll. It said that I stank.”

Picking up a spray of elm leaves that had fallen from the trees, Saya hid her amused smile behind it. “Maybe you should go back and complain.”

“Humph.”

The two fell silent again until Elaine, the Ashen Witch, strolled up to the bridge. [Again, in case you’ve forgotten who that very handsome witch who had just stepped on stage and the bridge is, it’s me.]

Indeed, like the others, the local gulls had forced me out of the sky, and I was making my way to the Three Goats Inn and Tavern. The thought of their famous bread pudding and cream puffs hurried my steps. My heart lept at the sight of the bridge. I hurried across it only to have someone bellow at me from below. “Who’s that crossing my bridge?”

Turning, I found a huge, lumpy monster climbing over the span’s parapet. At four meters in height, it was a dominating figure. The leprous skin covering its enormous frame resembled lichen as much as anything else.

“I’m Elaine, and if you’re thinking of eating me, you should reconsider. Instead, I can recommend in…”

“Shut up! Two previous women promised me a luscious dinner, and here you are.”

“It wouldn’t have been those two ladies, sitting under that elm,” I said, pointing to where Saya and Sheila sat. “This is truly a #mecca for scoundrels. Even for a troll, you were foolish to listen to them. One would think a mountain goat had kicked you in the head.”

“Enough,” the troll thundered and charged toward me.

Modesty forbids me from describing how I dealt with the troll, but in the end, it went sailing over the parapet and fell into the river, where it sank like a lead stone.

As for my fellow witches, they were obliged to treat me to as much sausage, bread pudding, and cream puffs as I could eat.

[FINIS]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 3 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Mecca

While waiting for Elaine to arrive, Saya listened to thrushes in the bush, and Sheila continued smoking, much to the displeasure of the troll, as the fumes wafted down under the stone span.

After a pause, The Adventure of Nike spoke. “I can’t believe that troll. It said that I stank.”

Picking up a spray of elm leaves that had fallen from the trees, Saya hid her amused smile behind it. “Maybe you should go back and complain.”

“Humph.”

The two fell silent again until Elaine, the Ashen Witch, strolled up to the bridge. [Again, in case you’ve forgotten who that very handsome witch who had just stepped on stage and the bridge is, it’s me.]

Indeed, like the others, the local gulls had forced me out of the sky, and I was making my way to the Three Goats Inn and Tavern. The thought of their famous bread pudding and cream puffs hurried my steps. My heart lept at the sight of the bridge. I hurried across it only to have someone bellow at me from below. “Who’s that crossing my bridge?”

Turning, I found a huge, lumpy monster climbing over the span’s parapet. At four meters in height, it was a dominating figure. The leprous skin covering its enormous frame resembled lichen as much as anything else.

“I’m Elaine, and if you’re thinking of eating me, you should reconsider. Instead, I can recommend in…”

“Shut up! Two previous women promised me a luscious dinner, and here you are.”

“It wouldn’t have been those two ladies, sitting under that elm,” I said, pointing to where Saya and Sheila sat. “This is truly a #mecca for scoundrels. Even for a troll, you were foolish to listen to them. One would think a mountain goat had kicked you in the head.”

“Enough,” the troll thundered and charged toward me.

Modesty forbids me from describing how I dealt with the troll, but in the end, it went sailing over the parapet and fell into the river, where it sank like a lead stone.

As for my fellow witches, they were obliged to treat me to as much sausage, bread pudding, and cream puffs as I could eat.

[FINIS]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 3 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Mecca

While waiting for Elaine to arrive, Saya listened to thrushes in the bush, and Sheila continued smoking, much to the displeasure of the troll, as the fumes wafted down under the stone span.

After a pause, The Adventure of Nike spoke. “I can’t believe that troll. It said that I stank.”

Picking up a spray of elm leaves that had fallen from the trees, Saya hid her amused smile behind it. “Maybe you should go back and complain.”

“Humph.”

The two fell silent again until Elaine, the Ashen Witch, strolled up to the bridge. [Again, in case you’ve forgotten who that very handsome witch who had just stepped on stage and the bridge is, it’s me.]

Indeed, like the others, the local gulls had forced me out of the sky, and I was making my way to the Three Goats Inn and Tavern. The thought of their famous bread pudding and cream puffs hurried my steps. My heart lept at the sight of the bridge. I hurried across it only to have someone bellow at me from below. “Who’s that crossing my bridge?”

Turning, I found a huge, lumpy monster climbing over the span’s parapet. At four meters in height, it was a dominating figure. The leprous skin covering its enormous frame resembled lichen as much as anything else.

“I’m Elaine, and if you’re thinking of eating me, you should reconsider. Instead, I can recommend in…”

“Shut up! Two previous women promised me a luscious dinner, and here you are.”

“It wouldn’t have been those two ladies, sitting under that elm,” I said, pointing to where Saya and Sheila sat. “This is truly a #mecca for scoundrels. Even for a troll, you were foolish to listen to them. One would think a mountain goat had kicked you in the head.”

“Enough,” the troll thundered and charged toward me.

Modesty forbids me from describing how I dealt with the troll, but in the end, it went sailing over the parapet and fell into the river, where it sank like a lead stone.

As for my fellow witches, they were obliged to treat me to as much sausage, bread pudding, and cream puffs as I could eat.

[FINIS]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 3 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Mecca

While waiting for Elaine to arrive, Saya listened to thrushes in the bush, and Sheila continued smoking, much to the displeasure of the troll, as the fumes wafted down under the stone span.

After a pause, The Adventure of Nike spoke. “I can’t believe that troll. It said that I stank.”

Picking up a spray of elm leaves that had fallen from the trees, Saya hid her amused smile behind it. “Maybe you should go back and complain.”

“Humph.”

The two fell silent again until Elaine, the Ashen Witch, strolled up to the bridge. [Again, in case you’ve forgotten who that very handsome witch who had just stepped on stage and the bridge is, it’s me.]

Indeed, like the others, the local gulls had forced me out of the sky, and I was making my way to the Three Goats Inn and Tavern. The thought of their famous bread pudding and cream puffs hurried my steps. My heart lept at the sight of the bridge. I hurried across it only to have someone bellow at me from below. “Who’s that crossing my bridge?”

Turning, I found a huge, lumpy monster climbing over the span’s parapet. At four meters in height, it was a dominating figure. The leprous skin covering its enormous frame resembled lichen as much as anything else.

“I’m Elaine, and if you’re thinking of eating me, you should reconsider. Instead, I can recommend in…”

“Shut up! Two previous women promised me a luscious dinner, and here you are.”

“It wouldn’t have been those two ladies, sitting under that elm,” I said, pointing to where Saya and Sheila sat. “This is truly a #mecca for scoundrels. Even for a troll, you were foolish to listen to them. One would think a mountain goat had kicked you in the head.”

“Enough,” the troll thundered and charged toward me.

Modesty forbids me from describing how I dealt with the troll, but in the end, it went sailing over the parapet and fell into the river, where it sank like a lead stone.

As for my fellow witches, they were obliged to treat me to as much sausage, bread pudding, and cream puffs as I could eat.

[FINIS]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 2 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Hobgoblin

An hour passed, and Saya began to drowse. The water of the stream sang her a lullaby, and the sweet smell of grass lulled her senses. The troll had long disappeared from view, its camouflaged skin blending with the stone of the bridge.

“Ah,” she said and pinched herself as a witch with two long blonde braids approached. The gray road dust begrimed her white coat and brown pants. And as the Charcoal Witch had guessed, a cloud of tobacco smoke surrounded the new figure.

“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” the troll bellowed as the woman neared the center of the span. Both of the troll’s hands and a set of horns, like rotting stink horn fungus, appeared over the parapet. A lopsided head with hair like Spanish moss; gigantic, goggling frog eyes; and jagged yellow teeth soon followed.

“I’m Sheila, the Adventurer of Nike, and who wants to know?” the witch replied, blowing blue-gray smoke toward the face.

“Cough, I’m… cough, McGruff the… cough, Troll, and I’m going to eat you, Miss Nike.”

“You’re not my type, big boy,” the witch said and blew another cloud of smoke toward the troll. “But there is a fair maiden close behind me in black robes and a pointy hat, with ashen hair and amethyst eyes. Oh, and she has a witch’s star like this,” and she pointed to one pinned to her coat.

Puff, puff.

“And you might ask, Mr McRuffian, who this person is?” Sheila continued. “It is Elaine, the Ashen Witch.”

[That’s me, the Wandering Witch!]

“Cough, cough. You stink!” the troll gasped.

Shiela readied her wand. “Have at me, big boy!”

“I’ll wait.” Cough. “I’d rather eat a #hobgoblin than you.”

“Humph,” Shiela said and continued on her way. Upon reaching Saya, her eyebrows went up.

Saya waved to a grassy spot downwind of her and said, “Shall we wait and see what Elaine does?”

Shiela nodded and took a seat.

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 2 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Hobgoblin

An hour passed, and Saya began to drowse. The water of the stream sang her a lullaby, and the sweet smell of grass lulled her senses. The troll had long disappeared from view, its camouflaged skin blending with the stone of the bridge.

“Ah,” she said and pinched herself as a witch with two long blonde braids approached. The gray road dust begrimed her white coat and brown pants. And as the Charcoal Witch had guessed, a cloud of tobacco smoke surrounded the new figure.

“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” the troll bellowed as the woman neared the center of the span. Both of the troll’s hands and a set of horns, like rotting stink horn fungus, appeared over the parapet. A lopsided head with hair like Spanish moss; gigantic, goggling frog eyes; and jagged yellow teeth soon followed.

“I’m Sheila, the Adventurer of Nike, and who wants to know?” the witch replied, blowing blue-gray smoke toward the face.

“Cough, I’m… cough, McGruff the… cough, Troll, and I’m going to eat you, Miss Nike.”

“You’re not my type, big boy,” the witch said and blew another cloud of smoke toward the troll. “But there is a fair maiden close behind me in black robes and a pointy hat, with ashen hair and amethyst eyes. Oh, and she has a witch’s star like this,” and she pointed to one pinned to her coat.

Puff, puff.

“And you might ask, Mr McRuffian, who this person is?” Sheila continued. “It is Elaine, the Ashen Witch.”

[That’s me, the Wandering Witch!]

“Cough, cough. You stink!” the troll gasped.

Shiela readied her wand. “Have at me, big boy!”

“I’ll wait.” Cough. “I’d rather eat a #hobgoblin than you.”

“Humph,” Shiela said and continued on her way. Upon reaching Saya, her eyebrows went up.

Saya waved to a grassy spot downwind of her and said, “Shall we wait and see what Elaine does?”

Shiela nodded and took a seat.

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 2 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Hobgoblin

An hour passed, and Saya began to drowse. The water of the stream sang her a lullaby, and the sweet smell of grass lulled her senses. The troll had long disappeared from view, its camouflaged skin blending with the stone of the bridge.

“Ah,” she said and pinched herself as a witch with two long blonde braids approached. The gray road dust begrimed her white coat and brown pants. And as the Charcoal Witch had guessed, a cloud of tobacco smoke surrounded the new figure.

“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” the troll bellowed as the woman neared the center of the span. Both of the troll’s hands and a set of horns, like rotting stink horn fungus, appeared over the parapet. A lopsided head with hair like Spanish moss; gigantic, goggling frog eyes; and jagged yellow teeth soon followed.

“I’m Sheila, the Adventurer of Nike, and who wants to know?” the witch replied, blowing blue-gray smoke toward the face.

“Cough, I’m… cough, McGruff the… cough, Troll, and I’m going to eat you, Miss Nike.”

“You’re not my type, big boy,” the witch said and blew another cloud of smoke toward the troll. “But there is a fair maiden close behind me in black robes and a pointy hat, with ashen hair and amethyst eyes. Oh, and she has a witch’s star like this,” and she pointed to one pinned to her coat.

Puff, puff.

“And you might ask, Mr McRuffian, who this person is?” Sheila continued. “It is Elaine, the Ashen Witch.”

[That’s me, the Wandering Witch!]

“Cough, cough. You stink!” the troll gasped.

Shiela readied her wand. “Have at me, big boy!”

“I’ll wait.” Cough. “I’d rather eat a #hobgoblin than you.”

“Humph,” Shiela said and continued on her way. Upon reaching Saya, her eyebrows went up.

Saya waved to a grassy spot downwind of her and said, “Shall we wait and see what Elaine does?”

Shiela nodded and took a seat.

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 2 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Hobgoblin

An hour passed, and Saya began to drowse. The water of the stream sang her a lullaby, and the sweet smell of grass lulled her senses. The troll had long disappeared from view, its camouflaged skin blending with the stone of the bridge.

“Ah,” she said and pinched herself as a witch with two long blonde braids approached. The gray road dust begrimed her white coat and brown pants. And as the Charcoal Witch had guessed, a cloud of tobacco smoke surrounded the new figure.

“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” the troll bellowed as the woman neared the center of the span. Both of the troll’s hands and a set of horns, like rotting stink horn fungus, appeared over the parapet. A lopsided head with hair like Spanish moss; gigantic, goggling frog eyes; and jagged yellow teeth soon followed.

“I’m Sheila, the Adventurer of Nike, and who wants to know?” the witch replied, blowing blue-gray smoke toward the face.

“Cough, I’m… cough, McGruff the… cough, Troll, and I’m going to eat you, Miss Nike.”

“You’re not my type, big boy,” the witch said and blew another cloud of smoke toward the troll. “But there is a fair maiden close behind me in black robes and a pointy hat, with ashen hair and amethyst eyes. Oh, and she has a witch’s star like this,” and she pointed to one pinned to her coat.

Puff, puff.

“And you might ask, Mr McRuffian, who this person is?” Sheila continued. “It is Elaine, the Ashen Witch.”

[That’s me, the Wandering Witch!]

“Cough, cough. You stink!” the troll gasped.

Shiela readied her wand. “Have at me, big boy!”

“I’ll wait.” Cough. “I’d rather eat a #hobgoblin than you.”

“Humph,” Shiela said and continued on her way. Upon reaching Saya, her eyebrows went up.

Saya waved to a grassy spot downwind of her and said, “Shall we wait and see what Elaine does?”

Shiela nodded and took a seat.

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 2 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 Hobgoblin

An hour passed, and Saya began to drowse. The water of the stream sang her a lullaby, and the sweet smell of grass lulled her senses. The troll had long disappeared from view, its camouflaged skin blending with the stone of the bridge.

“Ah,” she said and pinched herself as a witch with two long blonde braids approached. The gray road dust begrimed her white coat and brown pants. And as the Charcoal Witch had guessed, a cloud of tobacco smoke surrounded the new figure.

“Who’s that crossing my bridge?” the troll bellowed as the woman neared the center of the span. Both of the troll’s hands and a set of horns, like rotting stink horn fungus, appeared over the parapet. A lopsided head with hair like Spanish moss; gigantic, goggling frog eyes; and jagged yellow teeth soon followed.

“I’m Sheila, the Adventurer of Nike, and who wants to know?” the witch replied, blowing blue-gray smoke toward the face.

“Cough, I’m… cough, McGruff the… cough, Troll, and I’m going to eat you, Miss Nike.”

“You’re not my type, big boy,” the witch said and blew another cloud of smoke toward the troll. “But there is a fair maiden close behind me in black robes and a pointy hat, with ashen hair and amethyst eyes. Oh, and she has a witch’s star like this,” and she pointed to one pinned to her coat.

Puff, puff.

“And you might ask, Mr McRuffian, who this person is?” Sheila continued. “It is Elaine, the Ashen Witch.”

[That’s me, the Wandering Witch!]

“Cough, cough. You stink!” the troll gasped.

Shiela readied her wand. “Have at me, big boy!”

“I’ll wait.” Cough. “I’d rather eat a #hobgoblin than you.”

“Humph,” Shiela said and continued on her way. Upon reaching Saya, her eyebrows went up.

Saya waved to a grassy spot downwind of her and said, “Shall we wait and see what Elaine does?”

Shiela nodded and took a seat.

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #Troll

Saya, 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]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #Troll

Saya, 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]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #Troll

Saya, 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]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #Troll

Saya, 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]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

McGruff's Bridge Part 1 of 3

#Fanfic #WanderingWitch #ThreeBillyGoatsGruff
#Wss366 #Troll

Saya, 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]

#TootFic #FairyTale #FracturedFairyTale #Mythpunk #NMFic

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