| 22.
Are You Afraid
of the Dark? You Should Be! |
Thinking
there is no other way, Rosella took timid steps in her heels into the
darkness. Her ears strained
to hear anything at all, praying for absolute silence. Perhaps it was the fragrance of her blonde washed
hair, the scent of her perfume, or the clicks of her heels, but to her regret Rosella heard a guttural growl and
dragging footsteps. It must be the troll! In her panic, Rosella tried to flee but she couldn’t see anything at
all. The terrified princess couldn’t seem to figure out which direction was out, but it was too late anyway.
In her high heels, she couldn’t have hoped to outrun the subterranean troll in the natural darkness. It raised
its terrible club and struck down. Rosella found the board knocked from her delicate hands. She stood
still, hugging herself, trembling in the pitch black.
to hear anything at all, praying for absolute silence. Perhaps it was the fragrance of her blonde washed
hair, the scent of her perfume, or the clicks of her heels, but to her regret Rosella heard a guttural growl and
dragging footsteps. It must be the troll! In her panic, Rosella tried to flee but she couldn’t see anything at
all. The terrified princess couldn’t seem to figure out which direction was out, but it was too late anyway.
In her high heels, she couldn’t have hoped to outrun the subterranean troll in the natural darkness. It raised
its terrible club and struck down. Rosella found the board knocked from her delicate hands. She stood
still, hugging herself, trembling in the pitch black.
“Hello?
I’m Ro-Rosella of Daventry,” she dared to ask in a mousy
voice. Rosella was answered by the
deep growl from behind. She spun on her heel, finding two green glowing eyes in her small beautiful face.
Her blue eyes grew into saucers and she screamed, tripping as she backed up in fear. Rosella landed
roughly on her backside, scrambling to get away, never losing sight of the wicked green eyes. And then the
green lights went out. And Rosella found herself alone in the dark. Her heart pounded so loud and so fast,
it threatened to give out. Stray blonde hairs lay across her face, resting on her uncontrollably trembling jaw.
deep growl from behind. She spun on her heel, finding two green glowing eyes in her small beautiful face.
Her blue eyes grew into saucers and she screamed, tripping as she backed up in fear. Rosella landed
roughly on her backside, scrambling to get away, never losing sight of the wicked green eyes. And then the
green lights went out. And Rosella found herself alone in the dark. Her heart pounded so loud and so fast,
it threatened to give out. Stray blonde hairs lay across her face, resting on her uncontrollably trembling jaw.
The silence and
calm threatened to overtake the petrified young princess.
What happened to its green
eyes? Where was it? The suspense proved too much for Rosella, as she let out a whimper of fright. A
powerful and nasty hand grabbed onto her slender exposed ankle and pulled, drawing an onslaught of
screams in protest from her. With a grunting tug, the troll tried to pull on the princess’s leg, but despite its
firm grip, her smooth nylon clad leg slipped through. A wave of elation came over Rosella as she saw a
glimmer of escape, but her hopes were crushed when the troll’s jagged nails snagged on the toe seam of her
stockings, trapping her. The troll paused for a moment in confusion, but then stretched the strange nylon
fabric further and wrapped it around his hand. Tugging, he dragged the newly bound princess bumping
along the cave floor.
eyes? Where was it? The suspense proved too much for Rosella, as she let out a whimper of fright. A
powerful and nasty hand grabbed onto her slender exposed ankle and pulled, drawing an onslaught of
screams in protest from her. With a grunting tug, the troll tried to pull on the princess’s leg, but despite its
firm grip, her smooth nylon clad leg slipped through. A wave of elation came over Rosella as she saw a
glimmer of escape, but her hopes were crushed when the troll’s jagged nails snagged on the toe seam of her
stockings, trapping her. The troll paused for a moment in confusion, but then stretched the strange nylon
fabric further and wrapped it around his hand. Tugging, he dragged the newly bound princess bumping
along the cave floor.
With panic
levels at an all time high, Rosella feverishly tried to work her
stockings down her slender legs.
If she could manage to roll them down and off the end of her toes, she would be free, and might be able to
run away from the befuddled vicious troll. But she was so scared about where it was that she was being
dragged to, and afraid that she wouldn’t get free in time, that she only managed to work her stockings
around her ankles before her precious time was up.
If she could manage to roll them down and off the end of her toes, she would be free, and might be able to
run away from the befuddled vicious troll. But she was so scared about where it was that she was being
dragged to, and afraid that she wouldn’t get free in time, that she only managed to work her stockings
around her ankles before her precious time was up.
The troll
dragged her into a small den dimly lit by torches. The
trembling princess could see the huddled forms of several more
trolls like the one that dragged her here, all with the same wicked
green eyes. They circled the perimeter of the room, just outside
the light, watching her with those eyes. She might have tried to
crawl away, but her skinny limbs had no courage, and thus no
strength.
trembling princess could see the huddled forms of several more
trolls like the one that dragged her here, all with the same wicked
green eyes. They circled the perimeter of the room, just outside
the light, watching her with those eyes. She might have tried to
crawl away, but her skinny limbs had no courage, and thus no
strength.
She had little
time to adjust to her dimly lit surroundings before one of the trolls
came up from behind and
hoisted her screaming into the air. Rosella was forced, kicking and screaming into a small wooden cage
hanging above a large cauldron. There was a crackle of wood, the smell of smoke, and heat coming from
below that really caused the young princess to panic. A crank was turned as the dangling girl was lowered
into the bubbling waters. Serving size Rosella: one family of trolls. Delicious!
hoisted her screaming into the air. Rosella was forced, kicking and screaming into a small wooden cage
hanging above a large cauldron. There was a crackle of wood, the smell of smoke, and heat coming from
below that really caused the young princess to panic. A crank was turned as the dangling girl was lowered
into the bubbling waters. Serving size Rosella: one family of trolls. Delicious!
-The End
