The Green Witch

By Dan S. Terrell and Jane T. Connolly

Annika and Martin are on another adventure with Albrecht, the Little Kobold, and the Green Witch.

Albrecht is in deep trouble! With her magical powers, Rosemarie the Green Witch hears his cries for help. She gathers their Kobold, human, and animal friends to save Albrecht.

Their search for Albrecht takes them to the mountain of Old

• Language: English
• Publisher: Artful Options
• Release date: May 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781734859652

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The Green Witch

©2020 Heike E. Terrell

Story by Dan S. Terrell

Illustrated by Jane T. Connolly

ISBN 978-1-7348596-3-8 (hardbound)

ISBN 978-1-7348596-4-5 (softcover)

ISBN 978-1-7348596-5-2 (ePub)

Library of Congress Control Number 2020919124

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Dan S. Terrell was a career Foreign Service Officer. He served with the Agency for International Development, Department of State, spending lengthy tours in Afghanistan and Indonesia, as well as temporary assignments in Africa, Asia and South America. He met and married his wife in Afghanistan, where her father served in the German Embassy. They visited Germany often, and since the fall of the Berlin Wall they took a particular liking to the former East, especially Leipzig and surrounding areas.

Dan has written a trio of novellas with illustrations for children and adults set in the Erzgebirge, the Ore Mountains, of formerly East Germany. They are, in order, The Little Kobold, The Green Witch, and Mitzy & Blitzy. The first book in the series has also been published in Germany in German, as Albrecht, der Kleine Kobold.

Drawing on his passion for J.S. Bach, Dan Terrell also published an exciting novel of mayhem, murder, music, and romance during the Bachfest 2000 in Leipzig. On Deep Bachground, first published in 2014, is being released in a second edition.

Jane T. Connolly has been interested in the fine arts since she was a child, when her favorite possession was a box of watercolors. As an adult, she worked for companies in New York City and Washington, DC, and for Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer on movie productions that were filmed on locations in England, Ireland, Spain, and Italy.

Jane rediscovered her love for watercolors after settling in D.C. and took it up seriously, studying at the Torpedo Factory in Alexandria, Virginia. In her home studio she creates beautifully executed and detailed paintings. On reading The Little Kobold in draft, she was inspired to create illustrations for the book so that readers would see what a Kobold family and their neighbors look like. Connolly has also painted illustrations for the second book in the series, The Green Witch, and is working on the third, Mitzy and Blitzy. She is the author’s sister.

Chapter 1

Is Albrecht in Trouble?

It was past time to wake up.

But no one living on the Ore Mountains, or in the little valleys between the mountains, was rushing into the day. There had been a bad storm last night and everyone was tired.

It was quiet in the camper in the pine forest clearing, except for the Green Witch’s snoring. That was like the crying of a flute in pain.

A sunbeam stretched above the tops of the pine trees and across the clearing. It slipped between the slats on the window shade over her kitchen sink. It touched and warmed the emerald back of a meadow spider spinning a teabag on the counter. Then it reached further to shine on the Green Witch’s face.

She opened one green eye and a particularly sharp snore was cut short.

The spider glanced at her and hurried its spinning. Normally, the teabag would have been finished by now but the spider, too, had had a restless night. It didn’t see the witch’s eye close, open a little, and close again. Her snoring, however, did not resume.

Any other morning Rosemarie would have gotten up at dawn. Up, and gone outside to make sure all was well on the mountain—but not today. This day she was suffering from broom lag; in her case umbrella lag, as she’d given up riding a broom. A green British umbrella was so much nicer than a broom and a lot more elegant.

Flying home from the Witches of the Mountains meeting—this year held in Wroclaw, Poland—she’d been forced to make several emergency landings. Then she’d had to wait while the bad weather moved on. Unfortunately, the storm had stayed just ahead of her all along the Erzgebirge, the German name for the Ore Mountains, which included her own little mountain. It had no name, although the people living there called it ours.

The Green Witch rolled onto her left side and whispered a spell. The camper lifted from the ground, turned enough to cut off the annoying sunbeam, and this gave her a few