The Road Through the Wilderness

There is a strange road that runs through the wilderness. Beside it lie the troll-lands where the trolls sleep as stone by day and walk by night, the barrow-mounds where dwell the unquiet dead, the wildwoods full of snarling wolves and wild, and the river where lurk the merfolk and the river-spirits.

At its end, there lies the old tower, with its ringing bell, and there, at last, is safety.

This is for Three Line Tales, Week 229. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and credit to Nik for providing the photo prompt!

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