The Bridge of The Trolls

Underneath this rickety old bridge there once lived Trolls. Those who crossed did so at their peril and were dragged into the murky depths by the despicable creatures. However, lurking in the depths of the forest there was a greater evil that was carried down on the mist and consumed all in its path, even the Trolls. What was this evil? No-one knows, but it may still lurk there, only to re-appear on dark, dank Autumn and Winter mornings when the unsuspecting walk by.

Once the Trolls were gone, the bridge was no more a bridge, it was consumed by rot and moss and decay, but still the remains stand as a reminder, along with the ghosts of those lost in this place.

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