I’m a fluffy ball containing nine kinds of poison (mixed with salt and witchcraft) which means I’m packing a deadly punch. The girl won’t know what’s hit her when I knock her off her horse and into the river. When she comes to, she’ll be rooted to the mud with her head drifting on the surface—just another nameless water lily.

The Fluffy Ball, The Water Lily, Blue Fairy Book. Illustration by H.J. Ford