I am a poor writer; this is quite true, writing stories for each one of you. Tales to intrigue, entertain and mystify. That’s me, The Crazymad Writer, and I’ll do it until I die.
Once upon a time, there lived a troll called Garlic. He was not a happy troll; in fact, he was the most dejected troll you could have the misfortune of meeting. How could he have been happy, when he had what he believed was the worst name in the entire troll world? read this story and see what happened to him. It’s a hoot.