My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt Lights #writephoto.

I thought I’d deviate from my usual offerings to spin a tale of wonder, adventures and retail therapy, lots of retail therapy. The view from the bridge presents a world of possibilities, many of which my hero grabs with gusto. It is rather magical and stirs childlike wonder within me, why not the same response in someone else?

The little troll looked at the twinkling lights with wide-eyed excitement. He’d heard stories of the beautiful and strange lands beyond the bridge. How he dreamed of travelling through its narrow, cobbled streets, peering into the windows of shops. Apparently there was even a café selling the best hot chocolate in the region. What captured his imagination the most was the number of bookshops in this little town. There were ten of these sacred buildings. How his heart raced at the prospect of walking through their doors! He’d packed a rucksack with extra shopping bags, a packed wallet and notebook. He’d waited decades for this day. His people were long lived, some being remnants of an age before humanity gained the power of speech. Humans had the wrong idea about trolls, considering them brutish and nightmarish creatures. To be fair, this viewpoint can be applied to some tribes. They’re dark, nihilistic beings that are avoided by the majority of trolls.

Continue reading here: The Bibliophile’s Excursion #writephoto