Goblins of Chaos Along the forgotten trail, I first noticed the Goblins by the trail of overturned carts, scattered belongings, and laughter echoing Nyami Nyami I first glimpsed the Nyami Nyami where the river narrowed between ancient cliffs, its serpentine form rising only briefly before The Boggart Small disturbances followed me throughout the day - missing tools, misplaced notes, and strange whispers carried by the wind. By The Cunning Anansi I found silver-black webs stretched between trees where no spiders should dwell. At their centre sat Anansi, weaving not silk, The Ogre Beneath the stone hills, I expected a monster and found a mirror. The Ogre emerged from the shadows of the The Smoking Djinn I encountered the Djinn where the desert met the night, its form shifting like smoke caught in a wind that « Previous 1 2 3 Next »
