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Stepmother With Her Face in the Wind

My stepson had all the capacity. He just didn’t have the will. One day he came home after hunting, and I said, “Have you brought me much game today?” Nothing. He had nothing but the feather of a blue falcon. I held it by the feather tip. What was the...

Apprentice to Fault-Finding Shoemaker

I didn’t last a month when I apprenticed with Master Pfriem. My advice is: stay away from that shoemaker! He’s that short, grey-haired fellow you see moving through the crowd with his arms wheeling round as if he were rowing a boat. You know the man. The...

Fault-Finding Shoemaker

No, that’s not right. You don’t do it that way! Are you going to tell me those stitches are EVEN? Oh, and I suppose the cow flies over the moon. Did you measure that heel? No, you didn’t. Look, it’s higher than the other. And the shoe’s...

Red Shoes

Who cares what “good Christian people” say? We know what we mean to Karen. Did you know that in the beginning, the poor girl had no shoes at all? That’s right. She went barefoot or wore old wooden clumpers that chafed her instep until her feet bled. The...

Distrustful Mother

When my son told me that he had been staying in an enchanted castle, I wanted to know all the details, of course! The castle was inside a mountain, and everything in the castle had been covered in black. The chairs, tables, benches, and also the three princesses who...