Creatures of darkness in fear of the light.

Cherished Darkness

-The light! The light is back!

-Aaaaah! My eyes! My beautiful eyes!

Some held their arms out towards the whiteness, others ran into the shadows for safety.   Yet others threwthemselves down in submission. It burned their eyes, tore their souls with fear.

Then it was gone, once again,  as suddenly as the last time.

They waited, knew it would be back. Anxiety dug into their hearts, life became unbearable.

Kiind, the youngest of them all, always played around by the little black lake… (More)

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Balance

-I’m here to restore balance, he said, staring through them as if they were not there.

The plants laughed. The laughter spread through the forest, along the roots and through the air. 

-We’ve already tried, little one, but please come right in. Give it your best shot.

The giggles lingered as he walked through the dense bushes, thorns and branches cutting his skin, ripping his clothes. He pushed through high grass and ferns, crossed puddles and swamps.

Deep inside he came to the heart of the forest, the place where the roots met, where decisions were made. 

He lay down, spread his cloak out… (more)

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Sides of the Story

The huge mountain troll had been listening to the story from his cave underneath. He remembered the event like it was yesterday, even though he could not count the winters gone by since then. Disgusting little humans coming around to steal his gold.

“Once upon a time…”, followed by lies, lies and other lies. “The greedy troll”, they said. That smelly little human described as a hero.

That much he could handle. It was the end. The end were that little brat supposedly had fooled him, even slayed him. Him, the King of the mountain, tricked and murdered by a human? He felt his blood boil in his veins of anger…

Odin’s Visit

Since Christmas is a time for traditions (and I’m on holidays), I’m republishing this story about Santa’s early origins first published the first Christmas here on Fictionspawn Monsters. Happy Yule, everyone!

The celebration of the turn of the darkness had already started. The children were waiting for Odin to come with gifts, as they all thought they had been nice this year, but Freidis knew Solvar had not. No one else knew, she hadn’t told anyone.

Solvar looked at her with a nasty grin. He knew as well. He knew. And he would do it again, she was sure of it. She hated him, but most of all she was scared. He would not get any gifts this year, she thought…