Brandon Troll
Cameron Troll
Once upon a time, in the land of Norway, there lived a poor forester who shared his cottage with his beautiful young wife and his fine young son. Life for the family was hard, but they were honest folk with love in their hearts, and at the end of the day their table was usually laid with simple, honest food.
One night, the King of the Trolls happened to look through the cottage window and was stricken by the sight of thr happy couple and their young child. And he decided at once that he wanted that child.
'I have needings for such a boy,' he thought, 'to make cookings and cleanings in my home under the mountain. He will be growing into a fine young man, and shall be looking after me in my old-ageings and such like. Scritch and scratch and mix and match, this boy will be my ownings!'
So he plotted and planned, he dreamed and he schemed, he wanted and waited, until one dark autumn evening he came across the forester in a clearing. At once the Troll King, who was a shape-shifter, changed himself into a hissing snake. He slithered across the forest floor until he was only inches away from the poor forester, and then shot forward and bit him savagely on the ankle. Before he knew what was happening, the forester felt the poison freeze the blood in his veins, and he fell lifeless to the floor.
The Troll King rubbed his hands with delight, and immediately began to carry out the next stsge of his plan.
This story takes place in the land of Norway, which is a country full of mountains and magic, forests and fairies, and huge, terrible trolls. Now these trolls, as I am sure you know, are big, powerful, ugly creatures who live in forests or in mountain caves, or under bridges, and they are all, almost with exception, extremely stupid. Most of them are also very rich - usually because they steal other people's treasure whenever they can - and they spend most of their time greedily counting up their gold and silver. The rest of the time they just eat, or sleep, or fight off all the young boys who are always trying to steal their treasure from them.
The young boy walked on and on, until he came to thickest, darkest part of the forest. He fell to the floor and, for the first time in his life, began to cry. All the tears and all the sadness that had been building up inside him came out at once, and he felt as if the pain would never, ever stop.
Brendan Troll
Mummy Troll
Brandon and Cameron - Please click on picture below. There is a new story!
