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  1. 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

  2. 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

  3. 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

  4. 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

  5. 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

  6. 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

  7. 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...

  8. 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...

  9. #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: 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

  10. 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.
    🎨Gustave Dore www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/3644... #WyrdWednesday #art #illustration #folklore #fairytale #weather #gifts

    Puss In Boots - Gustave Dore ...

  11. 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.
    🎨Gustave Dore www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/3644... #WyrdWednesday #art #illustration #folklore #fairytale #weather #gifts

    Puss In Boots - Gustave Dore ...

  12. 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

  13. 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

  14. 💸💻 So, apparently tossing $26.3 billion into a Monte Carlo #model will magically reveal how many years of good health it buys. Drag and drop your way to #philanthropy nirvana, assuming you believe in fairy-tale causations. 🤦‍♂️✨
    maxghenis.com/mackenzie-scott- #MonteCarlo #healthtech #fairyTale #causation #HackerNews #ngated

  15. 💸💻 So, apparently tossing $26.3 billion into a Monte Carlo #model will magically reveal how many years of good health it buys. Drag and drop your way to #philanthropy nirvana, assuming you believe in fairy-tale causations. 🤦‍♂️✨
    maxghenis.com/mackenzie-scott- #MonteCarlo #healthtech #fairyTale #causation #HackerNews #ngated

  16. Best part of the story editing process is the read through (I can't recommend this enough!) - I essentially narrate it to myself (and my partner), which helps me find clumsy sentences, unnecessarily clunky language, repetition, and bits and pieces that can be edited out.

    Plus, my partner gives me feedback when something doesn't make sense and needs to be clarified. (:

    That said, The Fairytale Read Through Edits are now halfway done~! :D

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark

  17. Best part of the story editing process is the read through (I can't recommend this enough!) - I essentially narrate it to myself (and my partner), which helps me find clumsy sentences, unnecessarily clunky language, repetition, and bits and pieces that can be edited out.

    Plus, my partner gives me feedback when something doesn't make sense and needs to be clarified. (:

    That said, The Fairytale Read Through Edits are now halfway done~! :D

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark

  18. Back in stock: Fairy-taly postcards of Tina Kraus!

    Send fairy-like glittery greetings from the enchanted forest with these Maluna Mondschein postcards featuring the best motives from the bestselling book series by Andrea Schütze.

    Published by Verlag Friedrich Oetinger

    postkartenfundbuero.com/shop-2

    #Kraus #Schütze #postcard #Maluna #fairytale

  19. Back in stock: Fairy-taly postcards of Tina Kraus!

    Send fairy-like glittery greetings from the enchanted forest with these Maluna Mondschein postcards featuring the best motives from the bestselling book series by Andrea Schütze.

    Published by Verlag Friedrich Oetinger

    postkartenfundbuero.com/shop-2

    #Kraus #Schütze #postcard #Maluna #fairytale

  20. I think I will illustrate the Fairytale once its run in the anthology. I know all the secenes I would want to paint... (^_^)*

    #Fairytale #HighFantasy #GrimDark #Art #Illustration

  21. I think I will illustrate the Fairytale once its run in the anthology. I know all the secenes I would want to paint... (^_^)*

    #Fairytale #HighFantasy #GrimDark #Art #Illustration

  22. Alright, after long, four hour battle to make the ending flow more, and make better sense, I finished the story edit. Also glossed over some outrageous spelling mistakes. (^_^)*

    The spellchecker in Ellipsus is not the best, but it does some of the work needed.

    Now I just need to read it through out loud today/tomorrow and see if I can find more mistakes and then send it to my editor again.

    But now - food.

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Fairytale#IAmTired #Bookstodon

  23. Alright, after long, four hour battle to make the ending flow more, and make better sense, I finished the story edit. Also glossed over some outrageous spelling mistakes. (^_^)*

    The spellchecker in Ellipsus is not the best, but it does some of the work needed.

    Now I just need to read it through out loud today/tomorrow and see if I can find more mistakes and then send it to my editor again.

    But now - food.

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Fairytale#IAmTired #Bookstodon

  24. Chapter NINE of the fairytale is now done, and 10 is SO CLOSE but I am unfortunately duty bound to feed my flesh prison, and make sure my partner get some food too. (:

    Tomorrow I will finish the story edits, and then plow through the worst of spelling before bothering my editor again. :P

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Bookstodon #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark #GrimDarkFantasy #GrimFairytale #ShortStory

  25. Chapter NINE of the fairytale is now done, and 10 is SO CLOSE but I am unfortunately duty bound to feed my flesh prison, and make sure my partner get some food too. (:

    Tomorrow I will finish the story edits, and then plow through the worst of spelling before bothering my editor again. :P

    #IAmWriting #IAmEditing #Bookstodon #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark #GrimDarkFantasy #GrimFairytale #ShortStory

  26. 'So Olwen Came' 2016 watercolour on paper. (see ALT for the text from the fairytale, The Wooing Of Olwen', that inspired this painting. I am dying to return to this again and paint with the skills I've acquired over the past 10 yrs!
    #throwbackthursday #olwen #fairytale #welshfairytale #cottagecore

  27. Chapter EIGHT of the fairytale has been story edited, and number one has been given edits by my editor, which I implimented at the best of my ability with the ten brain cells that agreed to work with me today. (:

    More tomorrow, since I let chapter NINE in middle.

    #IamWriting #IAmEditing #Bookstodon #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy

  28. Chapter EIGHT of the fairytale has been story edited, and number one has been given edits by my editor, which I implimented at the best of my ability with the ten brain cells that agreed to work with me today. (:

    More tomorrow, since I let chapter NINE in middle.

    #IamWriting #IAmEditing #Bookstodon #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDarkFantasy

  29. Chapter SEVEN of the fairytale is now edited - it needed some more work either because I am brainless form not having a very good nap, or because the story needed to be refined just a littlebit more. :P

    Anyway, a gloriously naked man has been dressed, a stolen treasure stolen back from a treasury, and an escape plan has been successfully completed!

    #IAmWriting #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark #GrimDarkFantasy #Magic #IAmEditing

  30. Chapter SEVEN of the fairytale is now edited - it needed some more work either because I am brainless form not having a very good nap, or because the story needed to be refined just a littlebit more. :P

    Anyway, a gloriously naked man has been dressed, a stolen treasure stolen back from a treasury, and an escape plan has been successfully completed!

    #IAmWriting #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark #GrimDarkFantasy #Magic #IAmEditing

  31. Chapter SIX of the Fairytale is now edited, and Chapter One to Five have been sent to my editor. (:

    I didn't actually think I could work today, but did also send a bill to a client, and sent some emails. Time for very later dinner. :P

    #IAmWriting #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark

  32. Chapter SIX of the Fairytale is now edited, and Chapter One to Five have been sent to my editor. (:

    I didn't actually think I could work today, but did also send a bill to a client, and sent some emails. Time for very later dinner. :P

    #IAmWriting #Fairytale #Fantasy #GrimDark

  33. I finished editing Chapter Five of the Fairytale, and some unfortunate casualities have happened on a quest to fullfill a fair maden's wish...

    #IAmEditing #IAmWriting #Writing #Bookstodon #Fairytale #GrimDark #Fantasy