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Eerie Eve ® James Field. Part 16
Light of foot, arms swinging by his side, and shaking with laughter, Alf started on his way home. He’d spent the night acting the troll, frightening the life out of Morris. As he passed Trollop Knoll where Morris had picked the magic toadstools, just half an hour earlier, he noticed the rest had withered and died. The only toadstools left in existence were in Morris's wicker basket: the one Alf now carried.
The curtain of clouds had drawn away again, and the moon's silver brilliance made it easy to see. A soft, swirling mist had risen though, blurring Alf’s vision and distorting the trees. Shadows came to life, and ugly shapes formed and slithered in every direction. Damp seeped through Alf’s thin layer of clothes and made him shiver. He glanced over his shoulder and hurried his pace. Even though ill at ease, the knowledge that Morris felt much worse consoled Alf. After the magnificent show he’d put on during the night, Morris no doubt thought a real troll had rampaged outside his tent. Heck, it wouldn’t surprise Alf if the wimp had messed his pants. Serves him right for being such a pig-head, he thought. If Morris didn't believe in trolls, why was he so scared? One thing was certain: Morris believed in Trolls now. Foolish twit!
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It's easy to follow James's blog on: Follow ![]() My rating: 2 of 5 stars This book should have been called 'The Big Book of Morals'. This is one of the slowest books I have ever read, with an end so feeble that I can almost hear the author saying, "Sorry about that, but I wrote this because I thought you needed a modern-day bible on how to live your lives." The characters are so goody-goody, and blessed with such incredible luck, and do nothing but stuff grandiose life-lessons down your throat that I can only award this book a weak 2 stars. View all my reviews James at Goodreads
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