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For the Trolls everything, including the creation of everyday objects,is violence. They nail kobolds by the wrists to the walls of caves.Opened their bellies while they are still alive, they eviscerate them, throwing all guts in basins below. Then they bring with them the basins,leaving the bodies emptied to lose blood that drips and slips away through canals in the corners of the corridors, which let the liquid flow to small drains.When the big bellies of the small creatures are dried, they use them to store keys and other small metal objects: trolls forge thousands of objects. With the same cruelty they illuminate caves, their stone-dens, nailing to the walls dismembered bodies of elves: in their chests, also roofless and lifeless, the hearts continue to shine as cold silver.In the light of the sacred hearts, the trolls live their dark lives... and in the evening, before a new hunt, they paint their faces with auspicious signs with hematite hoping to replace it with their preys' fresh blood.Even that night they came out eager to prey unaware of the rare trophy that awaited them: a little distant,in fact,an angel was wandering,lost and confused.When Trolls saw the angel,they began to hit him with heavy stones tied to ropes made with  auroch tendon, until he fainted .Because the angel had no sex, they pierced his lower abdomen with an  obsidian knife and practiced a hole to be able to rape him.After the obscene perversion,they crucified him to a bare ash tree and opened the stomach, they ate his entrails while, even 'stunned, he still lived.the  angel, with his last strength, produced a sharp cry, but so smooth to seem a chant, and died.Heared the chant, a pack of water-dogs rose from the nearby lake and attacked  the trolls,dragging them and making them affogate.The next morning  the bodies of the monsters, like disgusting black water lilies, seemed to dress in mourning the lake.
Usi e costumi dei Trolls
[Per i trolls tutto è violenza,anche la realizzazione di oggetti banali.Essi inchiodano i coboldi per i polsi alle pareti delle caverne.Aperte le loro pance,mentre sono ancora vivi,li eviscerano,gettandando le frattaglie in bacili sottostanti.Portano poi con se i bacili,lasciando poi i corpi svuotati a perdere il sangue che gocciola e scivola via tramite canaletti agli angoli dei corridoi,i quali fanno confluire i liquidi verso piccoli canali di scolo.Quando i ventri capaci delle piccole creature sono rinsecchiti,essi li usano per conservare chiavi ed altri piccoli oggetti in metallo : I trolls forgiano migliaia di oggetti.Con la stessa crudeltà illuminano le caverne,loro tane di pietra, inchiodando alle pareti corpi di elfi squartati:nei loro petti,anche scoperchiati e senza vita,i cuori continuano a rilucere come freddo argento.Alla luce di quei sacri cuori,i trolls vivono le loro oscure vite…ed a sera,prima d’una nuova caccia,si tracciano sul viso segni propiziatori con l’ematite che sperano di sostituire col sangue vivo delle loro prede.Anche quella sera essi uscirono bramosi di preda,ingnari del raro trofeo che li attendeva: poco distante infatti s’aggirava smarrito e confuso un angelo.Quando i trolls videro l’angelo,presero a colpirlo con pesanti pietre legate a corde di tendine di uro,fino a che non l’ebbero atterrato.Poiché l’angelo non aveva sesso,gli infilzarono il basso ventre con un coltello d’ossidiana e praticarono un pertugio per poterlo stuprare.Alla fine dell’oscena perversione, lo crucifissero ad un frassino spoglio ed apertagli la pancia,ne mangiarono le interiora mentre,pur’ stordito,ancora viveva.L’angelo,con le ultime forze che gli restavano,produsse un grido acuto,ma tanto armonioso da parere un canto, e spirò.Inteso ciò,un branco di cani d’acqua si sollevò dal vicino lago e si lanciò sui trolls, trascinandoli con sé e facendoli affogare.Al mattino i corpi dei mostri,come disgustose ninfee nere,vestivano a lutto il lago.]
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StefansLittleLove Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
wow, very descriptive!!
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you...

I hope something arrived,over the description...
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kaber13 Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2012  Professional Digital Artist
Wow, that was awesome. I love the imagery and you depict so well just how dark these creatures are. Ohhh, I may just have to paint a troll!
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Maybe this other story can help your ideas about trolls
"the Western Hill" [link]
Hope this helps.
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
You could also like "Black Children" even if is not about fairies but cryptozoology
[link]
and "the Red Ribbon" [link]

then "Atlantic Autumn" and well... maybe... you could read some other poems and stories from my gallery (even the ones in other languages have a translation in modern english)...
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Hey,are you telling my work is of inspiration to yours?

Wow!
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Ennessee Featured By Owner Sep 2, 2012
O.o Sì, i troll sono proprio esseri ignobili. Tutti li definiscono così. ma non avevo mai letto una descrizione così dettagliata e cruda...
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ForestoFairies Featured By Owner Sep 2, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Ad essere onesto,la versione originale era più dettagliata e conteneva ulteriori (deprecabili) abitudini.

Terminata la stesura della prima versione,non potei fare a meno di chiedermi da dove derivasse tutta la violenza che riportavo (infondo almeno personalmente non ho mai visto un troll,ammesso che esistano)... così decisi di eliminare certi usi e dettagli.

Certo è (e forse anche macabro) che,un giorno,avendone la possibilità,mi farei fabbricare degli elfi in vetroresina col petto aperto,con l'alloggiamento (poco poetico ma molto pratico) per delle comuni lampadine a luce fredda,da poter mettere al posto delle comuni lampade a muro.
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