The Troll

Stan was busy collecting wild berries and flowers for his grandmother. He hummed along, till he rammed into something hard, covered with moss. The rock shook and a gruff voice asked him. “Who is this? I will roast you alive.” Stan trembled. It was a troll. The bushy brown creature opened its bead-like eyes and

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