Huldra

Huldra In a green valley near a blue lake where pink salmon swam lived a Huldra. She was beautiful as seen by human eyes trolls found her ugly and rejected her. I heard her desolate song Saw her shimmering blond as Iberian sea straw is made golden by the sun. I saw her tail too. Before spelling me, I sprinted away. Folklore has made it clear. Humans and trolls must not mix blood because if they do mix, the offspring will be rejected by both groups and for perpetuity be lost walking the strand of loneliness. (Huldra, female troll in Nordic Mythology)