Mountain Trolls

The storm returned with fresh fury, they heard eerie noises in the darkness  round them. It may have been only a trick of the wind in the cracks and the gullies of the rocky wall, but the sounds were those of shrill cries, and wild howls of laughter. Stones began to fall from the mountain-side, whistling over their heads, or crashing on the path beside them. Every now and again they heard a dull rumble as a great boulder rolled down from hidden heights above.

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