Beware the Troll

The Troll loved wearing his necklace. It was his souvenir of the time James came for dinner.

Sometimes when I'm sitting with a pad in front of me, I find myself creating images for previously existing stories that somehow manage to pop into my head seemingly out of nowhere. For some reason, the Norwegian fairy tale The Billy Goats Gruff came into my head yesterday, and I found myself mostly trying to come up with comical yet grotesque pictures of trolls. My fullest attempt, however, probably turned out to be something a bit scarier and uglier than I had probably intended (and probably not the best troll for the intended story), but its lack of pleasance makes him all the better in its own deranged way.