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    The Green Man
    The Green Man
    The Green Man
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    The Green Man

    By Benjamin Parsons

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    Marianne, lonely and frustrated, accidentally incurs the wrath of the mythical Green Man. He forces her into a dreadful bargain, but she refuses to believe the uncanny encounter really happened. When a charming suitor appears and sweeps her off her feet, she is ready to sacrifice everything for love... but will the Green Man let her break the bargain? Part of the collection The Green Man and Other Stories.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBenjamin Parsons
    Release dateJan 9, 2023
    ISBN9798215137079
    The Green Man
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    Benjamin Parsons

    I am a writer and artist from the Westcountry of England now living in London. I write and illustrate stories about love, hate, ambition, revenge, beauty, and the supernatural.

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      The Green Man - Benjamin Parsons

      The Green Man

      by Benjamin Parsons

      Copyright 2023 Benjamin Parsons. First published in 2009.

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      Beauty without power must learn to be content with itself, as it has no uses. This girl Marianne had all the former, without doubt: nobody could find fault with her looks, even if they tried to; but as to power, she had none. Her beauty was a danger to no-one, she broke no hearts, nor fetched a single longing sigh from anybody —and the reason for this shocking neglect of her charms was, that she had passed her eighteen years in a remote rural community, surrounded on all sides by flat, empty fields, without so much as a hedge to break the view to the bland horizon. That part of Lincolnshire is the kind of place where, not only is there nothing to do, but you can see that there is nothing to do for miles around.

      The patrons of her parents’ public house were all above her age, and had known Marianne so long that they looked on her as a sort of communal daughter, so that, though admired and celebrated by everyone, she was never revered in a romantic way by anyone.

      So she had beauty, but could do nothing with it. This fact made her melancholy —quite understandably, as it is a cruel fate to be young and lovely and never have the chance to take advantage of these assets. Marianne longed for some wistful swain to be captured by her eyes, and made a slave to her very glances; she conjured him up in her imagination, with an attention to detail that was really quite impressive— she knew how

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