Tales From the Wild Wood

By Christopher Jackson-Ash

Long ago, before the invention of supermarkets or even sliced bread, things were very different from the way they are today. The Wild Wood covered much of the land. People entered the Wild Wood at their own risk: the signs said so. At every pathway entering the wood there was a sign. "Enter at your own risk," it said. "Trespassers will be eaten," it continued. "Beware of the trolls," it warned.

Many adventures take place in the Wild Wood. They involve children, elves, goblins, trolls, and a lady who might be a witch. Don't forget Gorf the frog.

These are fairy tales for children aged 7 years and above. The beautiful traditional artwork is by Caitlin Hogan.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christopher Jackson-Ash
• Release date: Mar 6, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310789779

Christopher Jackson-Ash

I was born in Karo on FirstWorld and grew up to be a cook before I was kidnapped by pirates and unwillingly forced into the service of the evil wizard Weylyn the Wolf. After many adventures I became Bard of Elannort and eventually ended up in this dimension of the multiverse.

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Tales from the Wild Wood

By Christopher Jackson-Ash

Artwork by Caitlin Hogan

Published by Christopher John Allen at Smashwords

© 2014 CJA

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Long ago, before the invention of supermarkets or even sliced bread, things were very different from the way they are today. The Wild Wood covered much of the land. People entered the Wild Wood at their own risk   the signs said so. At every pathway entering the wood there was a sign. ‘Enter at your own risk,’ the signs said. ‘Trespassers will be eaten!’ they continued. ‘Beware of the trolls!’ they warned.

The signs were put up by the tree elves. Elves were shy, gentle folk who hated being disturbed by bush walkers or people having picnics in their forest. They made up stories about giant spiders that would catch you in their webs and store you in their larders, eating you a bit at a time. They circulated rumours about mischievous goblins that would lead you into the middle of the Wild Wood and get you so lost that you would never find your way out again. Worst of all they warned of