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Uh-oh…Evie’s in a little bind now…
Evie scouts the northern woods for a troublesome ogre. But there are other creatures besides ogres lurking in the forest!
“Quit callin’ me ‘li’l guy,’ girlie!” he snarled in a lower, more commanding voice. “Youse the pris’ner of th’ Snotling Squad nows!”
Snotlings? I thought. I’d heard stories of creatures called snotlings before. They were like goblins, only smaller. And while goblins were impulsive and horny and self-destructive and generally unpleasant, snotlings were supposedly driven completely by their most base desires, with no impulse control or self-preservation at all. I could actually be in a bit of real trouble here.
Looking up at my green captor and his orange mount standing over me, he now looked a lot less like a cuddly little goblin youngling, and a lot more like a gnarled and greasy little wretch with malicious intent. What a difference a little perspective made.
And now—as the creature said—I really was his prisoner!
He also seemed to be the leader of his little squad of snotlings, because he began barking orders at the others. He warned them to keep the net taut and keep my body pinned down until they could restrain my limbs.
“Tie dems ropes nice ‘en tight!”
This is page 21 of a full Evie story in collaboration with ArtOfVenus.
And watch for more with Evie soon!