We’re a tough pair! We are made of iron and forged in fire. We have been made to slog through every kind of terrain. We have been scoured by desert sand and scraped by mountains of flint. We have been frozen on ice and scorched in the lava flows.
We were worn by a woman who traveled to the ends of the earth to recover her lost love. We made her journey a suffering until the day our straps broke. She threw us away, and went on in bare feet, light as a feather on her dancing feet.
Iron Sandals, The Enchanted Pig, Red Fairy Book.
What were the heaviest or most uncomfortable things you have ever worn on your feet? What were you wearing them for? What did it feel like to take them off?