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Dragon Who Raids the Sheepfold

I was dashing down the road with my booty one night when I heard the word, “Stop.” I turned around and saw a little man who said, “I am Stan Bolovan, who eats rocks all night and feeds on flowers all day. If you meddle with those sheep, I will carve a cross on your...

Evil Enchanter Disempowered

How did he do it? That nothing of a boy must have found the princess I shut into The Castle of the Golden Sun. How did he get there? It wasn’t on any map. And why would he listen to the princess? She wasn’t attractive. I had turned her into a withered old...

Devil with the Red Feather

I’m sorry to say, things didn’t go tickety-boo in the graveyard last night. I’d come to take the soul of a hard-hearted farmer who never did any good with his money. When I came whistling in (like the evil wind I am), who did I find at the grave but...

Boy Who Wants to Know His Father

When I was only two years old, my mother took me with her into the woods to gather branches for the fire. It was spring-time and I can still remember the delight I took in the flowers that carpeted the forest. Then all of sudden, two men sprang out of the thicket, and...

Husband of a Woman Who Doesn’t Want to Spin

I wanted my wife to do what the other women do: spin, but she wouldn’t. Whatever I gave her to spin, she never finished, and whatever she spun, she didn’t wind, but left it tangled on the bobbin. One day when I had gone into the forest to chop some wood to make her a...