As I tiptoed across the creaky wooden planks of the Troll Bridge, my heart pounded with fear. The misty fog enveloped me, obscuring my vision as I made my way towards the other side. Legends of the malicious troll lurking beneath the murky waters raced through my mind, sending shivers down my spine. Every creak and groan of the old bridge made me jump, my imagination running wild with terrifying scenarios. But somehow, I summoned the courage to continue, knowing that I had to face my fears to reach the safety of the other side.
Image by Zenchilada
Bridge of Trolls
