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Apr 2021
We reached our final destination, just outside a quiet little village in North Wales, for a peaceful camping holiday, and a well deserved escape from the humdrum. The sun was slowly breaking through a dewy morning mist, and the only signs of life, was a small stony quaint Welsh Cottage, set amongst a little wood in the distance, as a small plume of smoke rose from it's chimney.
Right by the camping area, was a very old stony bridge, which went over a rambling brook. There were various other tents on the site, but they appeared empty, and although there were vehicles by them, there was no signs of their occupants, so we assumed they were either still sleeping, or had gone for a walk, exploring the beautiful countryside around us.
It was all truly gorgeous, and we were feeling lucky to of found such an idyllic spot. Even our teenage daughter looked enthralled by it's breathtaking beauty, as for a change she wasn't on her phone or other tech.
We put the tent together, and sat down for some tea, and sandwiches, and simply took in the surrounding countryside. i decided to take some pics, and was fascinated by the bridge, and decided to get some closer shots, as it was so old, which added to the magic around us. As i got closer, i could see lots of bones scattered about, which i first thought were probably sheep, or even cattle. some were lying in the brook, and others, on it's side. As i got closer still, to my horror, i realised they were human skeletons, and some still had small amounts flesh on them! I turned and ran back to the tent, getting the car keys out as i ran, and shouting out "we're leaving right now, get in the car!" My partner looked confused, and obviously concerned at me shouting, our daughter responded more quickly, as she picked up my sense of urgency. My partner obviously enchanted by the beauty of the place, started to clear things up, i said "leave them, we've got to go right now!" She also realised something was wrong, i threw her the keys as we jumped into the car. As we were driving off, i looked behind, and saw a large ferocious looking Troll appear, from under the bridge......
by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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