Furzy the forest troll was stealthy, steady and shy
No one knew much about this stay-to-myself guy
His trips to the forest were made if no humans were around
Hours later his enormous footprints might be sometimes found
Furzy did not speak with the birds, fish, mammals or fey
If he sensed another large creature, he stayed away
His shyness was an asset that helped him to move without sound
Sometimes he pretends he is a bush, rolled up on the ground.
How do you like my hair?
DRAHMN!
She had let some fool dye it dark green.
There were shiny yellow flowers poking out of it.
She looked more like a Russian furze tree than a Russian furze tree.
I looked at her defiant face.
You don’t like it! She said.
It’s not that, I told her.
She said, “Well, I think it is BEAUTIFUL!” and she stomped off mad.
Angry with my hesitation.
My lack of words for the first time in years.
It would look beautiful on the wasteland with other Furze trees, I thought.
I even considered yelling that, but only for about half of a half of a fourth of a second.
I hope it is not as course and furzy as it looks.